Chapter 233: The First Level

"Then Du Zhutou, have you heard about going to Panta Mountain?"

"Yes, I thought Du Zhutou was just delaying for a while, but I didn't expect him to really dare to go!"

"Don't you know the origin of the Luohan Temple and the Tongbei Temple?"

"Shouldn't it?, how could the nerds of the Spirit Worship Sect and Han Gongzi tell him, it stands to reason that he should know!"

"Anyway, we have to see this kind of excitement!"

"Gotta see, gotta see!"

The monks of all sect families in the entire Taiping County have been fueled by Liu Huanqi and have learned the news, although they are not the first to know it, but this does not prevent them from going to the tower mountain to see the excitement.

Because there is really no hurry in this matter, no one has been able to hit the mountain gate in such a short time in the past thousand years.

The fastest one to get through the eighteen Arhats, and it took more than three years to enter the mountain gate.

Even if this Du Jing's martial arts skills are exquisite, it is rare in the world that it will take two or three years, so they are not in a hurry at all, and they can make fun whenever they go.

However, of course, this kind of excitement is still more interesting from the first level.

The master followed behind Liu Huanqi, stood on the city wall of Taiping County, watched these monks who were about to go out to see the excitement, and asked softly, "Lord County, are we still going?"

"What are you going to do? See how he was beaten by those big monks? We won't make up for this kind of excitement, people already have opinions about us, and now we go to see people make a fool of themselves, and if they can't get the spirit stone vein, they will not hate us even more."

Let's keep a low profile and just make some money, I don't want to do so much when I'm old and offend people!"

The master laughed twice in agreement, and then continued to ask, "Then shall we start contacting those three?"

Liu Huanqi snorted lightly and said, "No, after Du Jing is ugly, they will naturally take the initiative to contact us!"

"Lord Xiancheng is really clever!"

At this time, the monks of Taiping County basically gathered at the foot of Panta Mountain, and they actually blocked the mountain road of Panta Mountain, and the monk who wanted to sell Du Jingjiao's auxiliary books just now looked at these people, and was a little stunned and said to another monk next to him: "What's the matter today? How does it feel like a stick of incense on the New Year." ”

"Are you stupid? When did this Luohan Temple and Tongbei Temple receive incense? Even if they send incense, they must be able to go up!"

"That's right, let's go along and have a look!"

These monks who lived at the foot of the mountain hurriedly followed the monks in Taiping County, listening to their discussion from a distance, and couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts.

"Are they going to see that arrogant guy just now? What's so good about that, the first level is nothing more than falling flowers. ”

"You forgot, he is Han Zeyun's master!"

"So what, it's just an early stage of gathering qi, what great martial arts can it be! And the requirements for the first level are not low!"

At this time, Du Jing had also walked to the foot of the mountain, and there was a winding river at the foot of the mountain, turning a very curved bend around the foot of the mountain, and the winding road up the mountain was on the opposite side of the small river.

Han Zeyun pointed to the river in front of him and said, "Master, this is the first level, and that is the Arhat guarding the pass." ”

Du Jing followed Han Zeyun's hand and looked at the other side of the river, but saw that there were some wooden barrels scattered on the surface of the river more than ten meters wide, and the guard Arhat that Han Zeyun was referring to was squatting on a wooden barrel with a bowl of rice and snoring into his mouth.

This guard Arhat is very fat, about 1.9 meters tall, and weighs 190 pounds, and his ability to squat steadily on the round wooden barrel has made Du Jing very incredible.

Not to mention the cylindrical barrels that float on the surface of the river.

It seems that this first level is testing the balance of the body and the martial arts of light footwork.

Sure enough, the world's martial arts are out of Arhats, as long as you train in this kind of place all the year round, it is not difficult to summarize and train a good light footwork martial arts.

Du Jing took two steps forward, and suddenly heard a noisy voice behind him, he looked back and saw that it was the monks who had attended the banquet last night and followed the disciples of their own sect up the mountain one after another.

He had known for a long time that these people were indispensable at such times.

When a monk saw that Du Jing hadn't moved, he said: "Du Zhutou, this first level is about the balance of the body, or you will practice on the first barrel for a few days to cross the river, otherwise I am really afraid that you will not be able to hang it on your face for a while!"

The meaning of this is nothing more than that the result has been decided, and Du Jing will inevitably fall on the surface of the river.

The rest of the monks also sneered, to be honest, they would come to the mountain gate of this Luohan Temple from time to time to play a few levels and refine their martial arts, so they were clear about the difficulty of these first few levels.

Especially in this first level, if you don't insist on exercising your balance for a few days and not to mention standing on the barrel and fighting against the Arhat guarding the pass, you can't stand steadily.

But this Du Jing just turned around and arched his hand to everyone and said, "Thank you for giving me advice, but this matter is not for you to worry about, I have my own plans in my heart." ”

These Taiping monks didn't know what to say when Du Jing said this, where did they come to give him advice?

They didn't have any hostility towards Du Jing, but every level in these places has memories of their ugliness, and today they can see Du Jing making a fool of himself at the banquet last night, so why not?

But this Du Jing is really thick-skinned, and he even said that he was cheering for him.

If you think so, then we will not speak, but let's see how thick your skin is.

But Du Jing didn't care about these Taiping monks at all, but stood on the bank and waited quietly for the fat monk in the middle of the river, of course the fat monk knew that someone was coming on the other side, he unhurriedly shaved every grain of rice in the rice bowl into his mouth with chopsticks, and then wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, stood up and hooked his finger at Du Jing.

"Come on!"

So straightforward?

Du Jing frowned and said, "Master, I'm not here to hit the mountain gate today. I am Du Jing, the chief catcher of Taiping County, the husband of the lord of Taiping County, and I have an important matter to discuss with the abbot of your temple today, and I also ask the master to get out of the way and let me in. ”

"Heh, this Du Zhutou is really naΓ―ve! If you can go in if you say good, then what do you want to do with the rules of the mountain gate?"

When these Taiping monks were about to say something, they saw the fat monk fold his hands and recite a Buddha name, and said: "Amitabha, it turned out to be Lord Junma, since you can have a prayer post in this way, I can also find the abbot Tongbing." ”

"I'll go!

"Why didn't I know there was such a rule?"

These Taiping monks were stunned, they knew that they could go up the mountain, why did they bother to fight one level after another all these years?

Du Jing said this, just a reason, he didn't expect the fat monk to reply like this, so he quickly took out a piece of paper from the storage bag and wrote down the visit and handed it to the fat monk, the fat monk took the post and smiled at Du Jing and said, "Donor, wait a minute." ”

After a few leaps, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes......