"These six reincarnated masters are a bit cold and humorous..." Meng Qi secretly curled his lips.

  When Meng Qi found that the small jade Buddha he had been wearing on his body was mysteriously broken into two pieces after the first cycle of the world ended, he suspected it was a trigger medium. So, he deliberately buried it in a corner of the miscellaneous courtyard, hoping to interrupt the "call" of the "Master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation". However, now it seems that there is almost no effect.

  However, Meng Qi found that when he faced the "Reincarnation World" again, he had a faint sense of expectation, wanting to use the "Reincarnation World" to become stronger and break free from his current restraints.

  "Never mind, little brother. This matter will be taken care of by the Bodhi Institute. I think they wont treat us unfairly. Ill go back to my room and calm down for a bit." Meng Qi said with a pretended thoughtful tone to Zhen Hui.

  Zhen Hui had been eagerly looking in the direction of the Martial Arts Hall, but at this moment she couldnt help turning her head to glance at Meng Qi: "Big Brother Master, this doesnt seem like you!"

  You still understand me... Meng Qi muttered to himself, usually silly little brother, how did he become so clever at this time? "Little brother, no need, first figure out the cause."

  Zhen Hui nodded as if he understood, and rushed back to the Zen room to meditate and practice his skills. He was currently at a critical moment in opening up his dantian, so he had to be extra careful.

  Meng Qi fully believed in the great power of "The Master of Six Paths Reincarnation", and did not avoid Zhen Hui, closed the door, sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath.

  Breathing became more relaxed and peaceful, Meng Qi gradually calmed down the fear and apprehension in his heart. Suddenly, everything went black before his eyes, then lit up again, and he found himself standing on the White Jade Square.

  Here remains unchanged, white clouds are woven in the sky, surrounded by misty fog, and the carvings of celestial birds and sacred beasts appear and disappear.

  "Little monk, catch the knife!" Jiang Zhis clear and crisp voice sounded like a canary, as a Buddhist knife flew towards Meng Qi in a beautiful arc.

  Meng Qi waved his right hand and easily caught the flying sword, then saw Jiang Zhi standing not far away, her yellow long skirt fluttering gently in the breeze. Zhang Yuanshan and Qi Zhengyan also walked over with their clothes fluttering.

  "Your martial arts skills have improved significantly." Jiang Zhi said with a smile, no longer feeling frustrated and annoyed about having to go through the cycle of rebirth again.

  From Meng Qis action of taking over the knife, she could roughly see Meng Qis current level.

  Meng Qi saw these familiar faces and felt more at ease than when he was in the Shaolin Temple. He chuckled and said, "I wonder if I can see the Buddha when Im still young and vigorous."

  As he spoke, he stroked the fine steel of his ring dagger.

  "Hey, its rare for you to speak so monk-like." Jiang Zhiwei saw Meng Qis action and nodded slightly: "I know its hard for you to get a sharp-edged knife in Shaolin, so Ive prepared one for you."

  "So I should thank Miss Jiang instead." Meng Qi said on purpose.

  Then, before Jiang Zhiwei refuted him, his face turned solemn: "Miss Jiang, Brother Zhang, Brother Qi, after the last mission returned, did you find anything wrong with your body or surroundings? I found that my small jade Buddha cracked."

  He decided to be honest with them, rather than beating around the bush. After all, this was a big deal, and if he wasnt clear, it would only lead Zhang Yuanshan and others to miss important clues. Besides, now that the Small Jade Buddha had been broken into two pieces, it seemed to have lost its use. If they lost Zhang Yuanshans and Jiang Qimiaos trust because of this, it would be unwise.

  Jiang Zhi furrowed her delicate eyebrows, thought carefully, and slowly shook her head: "I havent found a similar situation."

  "I dont either." Zhang Yuanshan thought for a moment before responding affirmatively, and Qi Zhengyan also shook his head in denial.

  "It seems that the crack in my little jade Buddha was just an accident." Meng Qi nodded lightly, but in his heart, he vaguely felt that things were probably not so simple, its just that there was no clue for the time being.

  "By the way, theres another important thing that happened in the Taiyuan Treasure Hall that I havent told you about yet." Zhang Yuanshan also couldnt understand Meng Qi and Xiao Yuxis affairs, so he began to tell Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan about the two mysterious organizations "Xianji" and "Shenhua", with Jiang Ziming occasionally adding some supplementary information.

  Alas, Meng Qi took a deep breath: "Will the root of this reincarnation world be in our world?"

  Zhang Yuanshan has already become quite accustomed to the term "world" and thoughtfully said: "Our world has had Taoist Ancestors, Demon Emperors, Mythical Eras, and many extremely powerful figures who could cover the sky with one hand. Even now, the Land Gods at the level of Dharmakaya are not much different from the gods and immortals of old. They can all move mountains and fill seas, entering and exiting the heavens as they please. If the Master of the Six Paths were to emerge from this world, it would not be surprising."

  "What happened to those great figures?" Meng Qi had always been curious about this, such a great ability, how could it be extinguished in the long river of time?

  Jiang Zhiwei knew that Meng Qi was a rookie in the Jianghu, and smiled, revealing a shallow dimple: "As rumor has it, some of them died at the hands of other powerful people, while others perished due to exhaustion of their lifespan."

  "Is Shouyuan exhausted?" Meng Qi asked in surprise. In his mind, a great figure who could be called a divine Buddha or immortal should have lived for a long time.

  "Heaven and earth have their fixed numbers, even if one is a god or a Buddha, they still have to worry about their lifespan. Although they may live for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, or even longer, in the end, they cannot escape the fate of returning to the yellow soil."

  "Throughout the ages, countless extraordinary figures have emerged, exhausting their wisdom and devising all sorts of ingenious methods, such as prolonging life, reviving the dead, and transcending mortality. Some sought to become gods or ghosts, but unfortunately, these were only temporary measures that failed to escape the predetermined fate of heaven and earth. As a result, some of these extraordinary figures either built grand mausoleums in search of eternal existence after death or silently vanished into the vast expanse of time. Perhaps only legendary figures like the Taoist Ancestor and the Buddha can truly transcend heaven and earth, achieving immortality across countless eons."

  "Is it a legend?" Meng Qi asked sharply, isnt it indestructible?

  "In the era before mythology, the Buddha ancestors were already rarely seen in the world. If it werent for the demon Buddha trying to destroy the Buddhist door and Taoist unity tens of thousands of years ago, the Buddha ancestors would have suppressed them with their own hands. Im afraid people would think they had all passed away one after another. The shattering of this speculation also gave all the strong a glimmer of hope." Zhang Yuanshans face was full of emotion, "It is said that there is a Buddhist door that coexists with the world and has an alternative cultivation path, unfortunately it is only a rumor."

  Meng Qi let out a soft sigh: "It turns out that even gods and immortals will grow old and die."

  He is still young now, and when it comes to his lifespan being exhausted, he doesnt have much of a feeling.

  "Those who cant be considered old, but have obtained the great power of the Taoist body and law, are all withered before death." Qi Zhengyans expressionless face had a faint sense of longing.

  "Will he die soon? I dont know what kind of great person has obtained the golden body of an arhat, how many years will his life be?" Meng Qi asked curiously.

  Zhang Yuanshan shook his head and smiled: "Zhēn Dìng, my junior brother, youre worried about this too early. Currently, the lifespan of a land deity at the level of Fǎshēn is normally around 200-300 years. However, its said that in the mythological era, figures like him lived tens of times longer than that. Perhaps there have been changes in heaven and earth."

  The classics left over from the era of mythology are extremely rare, and there are only various unreliable stories circulating, so later generations can only guess.

  "This time, new people will be entering." At this moment, the voice of the Master of the Six Paths resounded with majesty.

  As soon as the words fell, it was as if the great sun had descended, and the light was dazzling. Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhimiao, two masters who had opened their eyes to the truth, were both stabbed with instinct and closed their eyes unconsciously.

  When everything returned to normal, Meng Qi saw that there were four people lying on the white jade floor, two men and two women.

  "A bold thief, you dare to come!" The first one to wake up was a burly man wearing a brown leather armor with oil stains, who jumped up and cursed, holding his long knife and slashing at Meng Qi.

  He seems to be waiting for his enemy and doesnt observe his surroundings, he directly takes action.

  The other two women and one man had just woken up at this time, heard the shouting and cursing, and saw the scene of hacking with a knife.

  "Ah!" The slender girl in the pale blue long dress let out a shrill cry, her hands clasped to her chest, trembling with fear.

  Next to her was a charming young woman who suddenly took off the hairpin from her head, looking tense and worried that the ruffian would chop towards herself.

  The middle-aged man with a wide robe and large sleeves furrowed his brow, casting a sideways glance at the surrounding area, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

  Meng Qi saw the big man swing his knife and roughly judged that he would be able to take him down. With a swift movement, he slipped behind the man like a ghost and struck him with the back of his sword, sending him stumbling backward.

  "Halt!" Just as the big Han barely steadied himself, Meng Qi shook his head and shouted. His strength was at the level of having stored up energy, equivalent to Zhen Liang, but with a few more portions of ferocity and vitality, making him quite skilled in combat. If it were a month ago, he would have been flustered when facing him, but now, after prolonged sparring with Zhen Miao and various types of exchanges in the Martial Arts Hall, dealing with him was just a trivial matter.

  Dahan also noticed the abnormality of the surrounding environment, and with a mixture of surprise and suspicion, he looked at Meng Qi with his sword drawn: "May I ask your honor, whats going on here?"

  He was stunned by Meng Qis strength and inexplicable change, and quickly put down his guard.

  Meng Qi thought that perhaps guiding the newcomers would be a good deed, so his gaze swept over the faces of the four newcomers: "You should have already discovered that this place is not ordinary, I am Zhen Ding, and I dont differ much from you all, its just that I arrived in this Reincarnation World a bit earlier."

  "Reincarnation of the world?" The middle-aged man in a loose robe with large sleeves repeated softly and slowly stood up.

  Meng Qi pointed to the beam of light in the middle, roughly explaining the situation with "The Master of the Six Paths Reincarnation": "So, you can exchange good deeds here for peerless martial arts, divine weapons and fine instruments, immortal elixirs and wonderful medicines, as well as anything else you can think of."

  "Tathagatas Divine Palm? Shocking Book? Heavenly Emperors Jade Volume?" The burly Han man asked with rapid breathing.

  Meng Qi pointed at the light pillar with a somewhat awkward expression: "You can go see for yourselves."

  Thats all introduced, but there is no reward for good deeds, I will never do such things again!

  "Master, divine monk, little girl, the little girl has no strength to bind a chicken, can you discuss with that master of the six paths of reincarnation and let the little girl go back? I will keep my mouth shut like a bottle." The lotus-colored dress girl stood up in a flurry, looking at Meng Qi with pleading eyes.

  Meng Qi sighed and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, do you think its possible?"

  The girls eyes were already brimming with tears, and at this moment, her tears fell as she sobbed softly: "Mother, mother, save Little Purple..."

  Meng Qi felt a sense of empathy for similar situations, turned his head to look at Jiang Zhiwei, and hinted that as a fellow woman, she should go comfort her. As for whether she could survive the subsequent reincarnation task, it would depend on the situation at the time. Without spare energy, neither he nor Jiang Zhiwei and others might not have the idea of sacrificing themselves for strangers.

  Jiang Zhiweis mouth moved slightly, transmitting the sound into a whisper: "Little monk, what does the master of the six paths of reincarnation mean? How did it pull in an ordinary girl? Ah, that uncle is likely to have the power of enlightenment."

  She always thought that the world of reincarnation was similar to a game of tag, with the goal being young generation Jianghu people.

  Meng Qi shook his head, indicating that he couldnt guess. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked Jiang Zhiwei, who had walked over to the crying girl: "Miss Jiang, have you made a breakthrough?"

  There is a stranger here, and he asked very vaguely.

  "Weve broken through." Jiang Zhiwei patted the young girl Xiaozis shoulder and comforted her in a low voice.

  "Shen Seng, the little one is called Xiang Hui, please be compassionate and take care of us." The burly man looked at the exchange list on the central light pillar, quietly leaned over to Meng Qis side, nodded and bowed, extremely flattering.

  Just now Meng Qis move made him feel that this little monk was incredibly powerful and unpredictable, and should be stronger than the other three.

  Meng Qi looked at Xiang Hui with a smile that was not quite a smile, his eyes slightly out of focus. Just as he was about to speak, the scene around them suddenly changed, with mountains and water overlapping, light and darkness alternating.

  "The northern barbarians invaded and occupied the Central Plains, committing atrocities and slaughtering civilians. The monks of Shaolin Temple joined the local righteous armies to resist."

  "The Northern Barbarian Great General Duerchata is determined to thoroughly eliminate this scourge, and is preparing to lead a large number of high-ranking officials and troops to Shaohua Mountain to destroy the Shaolin Temple."

  Duō ěr chá yù xiān shōu mǎi le Shàolín nèi bù zhū duō sēng rén, cǐ xíng shí ná jiǔ wěn, xìng yǒu yì shì xī shēng míng, chuán chū le cǐ xiāo xi.

  Translation:

  Duō ěr had bribed many monks inside Shaolin Temple beforehand, this trip was ninety percent sure to succeed, fortunately there were righteous men who sacrificed their lives and spread the news.

  "Main Quest 1: Divide into two teams, break through the interception of the high-ranking officials sent by Duer Cha Suo, and deliver the list of internal traitors to Zuo Lin within three days. If you fail to arrive on time, 50 good deeds will be deducted. If there are not enough good deeds at the end of the wheel quest, they will be erased! If successful in arriving, each person who enters the temple will be rewarded with 50 good deeds."

  "Mainline Task 2: Released after Mainline Task 1 is completed."