"The difference from what I imagined is huge..."
Standing guard on the mountain path behind the monastery in the night wind, Meng Qi spoke somewhat speechlessly.
With Xu Yue joining them, Xu Yue, Meng Qi, and Zhen Hui were now directly assigned to guard this place as a group.
Zhen Yong, the King Kong Temple death agent, now had a rather ordinary relationship with Meng Qi.
"Bored? Want to spar?"
Xu Yue beckoned at Meng Qi, making the latter shudder before immediately darting into the woods with Eight Steps of Divine Movement.
"I'd better go practice my footwork."
Eight Steps of Divine Movement was a simplified version of Divine Movement Hundred Changes. It cost only twenty good deeds, and what it tested most was comprehension. As long as one could grasp it, getting started was quite easy.
Watching Meng Qi's departing figure, Xu Yue's gaze deepened.
Sure enough, it was the will of heaven.
Not only the Demon Buddha's will, but also that of the Three Pure Ones.
He had already caught traces of the Demon Buddha and was downloading the information, but the Three Pure Ones' involvement was far too natural.
It would only make people feel that Meng Qi's luck was abnormal, yet it left behind none of Their traces, perfectly concealed within the Demon Buddha's movements.
It was practically as though the Demon Buddha had painstakingly raised someone else's child.
In the original story, Meng Qi had also been keeping watch at night when inspiration struck. He had run to a remote place to practice his footwork, only to happen upon the mentally unbalanced servant monk Zhen Guan emerging from the hidden passage behind the monastery. He had then sent up a warning flare.
This encounter did not seem like much, and because he had abandoned his