"Donor, do you want to break into this temple?"

The little monk headed by him, with a straight face in vain, unexpectedly raised an inexplicable momentum!

"Boom, boom......"

At this time, silence is better than sound, although there is no sound coming out, but Ye Xiuwen feels the murderous aura on the eighteen people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This murderous aura is simply terrifying, and it has formed a haze that fills the sky.

"Fog grass, is this the legendary Eighteen Bronze Man Array? Lao Tzu has long wanted to comprehend and comprehend!"

Ye Xiuwen jumped backwards and put on a starting pose, which was the tiger type in Xingyi Boxing.

There are three tiger types, one is 'tiger going up the mountain', and the other is 'tiger going down the mountain', and what Ye Xiuwen is posing at this time is the appearance of a hungry tiger pounced.

The hungry tiger pounced on the food, and the fierce appearance appeared, but when he saw Ye Xiuwen grab his claws, his body bowed back,......

Then nothing happened, and Ye Xiuwen had a bunch of scriptures in his hand!

"What is this for?"

Ye Xiuwen looked at the scriptures, completely confused, and it was densely packed with small tadpoles that he couldn't understand.

"Amitabha! The abbot said, "If the benefactor can recite all these scriptures, he will come out to meet you...... Nam no Amitabha ......"

"What does this mean? Let Lao Tzu memorize the scriptures? And so many ?......"

Ye Xiuwen counted it carefully, and there were eighteen books, so he said, well, here, why are there eighteen little monks, who are holding scriptures and waiting for themselves!

"Paralysis, this is a trap!"

Ye Xiuwen scratched his head, and finally felt that his whereabouts must have been revealed.

"What to do? What to do?

"Ding Dong! system prompt, super pretending to be a face slap system, omniscient, omniscient......"

"Haha! I just like your kind of bragging, you will turn me into the strength of the Douzong stage now?"

"Dingdong! The host's request is too difficult,......

"Hey, hey, Lao Tzu knew that you were bragging, so I solved these scriptures for Lao Tzu first,......"

"Ding Dong! The system prompts that every time you use a scripture, you will be forced to consume +100 ,......"

"Fog grass, is it so expensive?"

"Dingdong! The system prompts that these scriptures are all Sanskrit, and the system needs to be translated and sorted, so the price is higher, and it can be seen that the old bald donkey doesn't want to see you, so he set up such a problem,......

"Wucao, you scolded well! Lao Tzu wanted to scold for a long time, but he didn't think about it for a while!"

"What's more, one scripture is 100 frames, and eighteen books are 1800 frames,......"

Ye Xiuwen was finished.

"Don't be embarrassed, if you can't memorize, please go back!"

Obviously, whether it is an old monk or a young monk, they all think that Ye Xiuwen can't memorize these eighteen scriptures, just to drive Ye Xiuwen away.

But as a monk, you have to be compassionate, and you can't rush clearly, that's not kind, so you have a problem for Ye Xiuwen.

Eighteen Sanskrit scriptures, even if even these eighteen little monks can't understand them, let alone Ye Xiuwen.

"I can recite the backsliding, but I can't understand it, right? You read it to me......

"Poof......"

Ye Xiuwen said a word, and all the little monks spat blood from their mouths and fell out.

"Amitabha, the little monk is only shallow in learning, it is not as good as the great wisdom of the donor, you should see for yourself!"

The eighteen little monks retreated together, blocked the mountain road, and said no more.

"Don't talk anymore? Then how can Lao Tzu pretend to be forced? This is 1800 forced qualifications? If you don't earn it back, then won't Lao Tzu lose money?"

Ye Xiuwen's eyes rolled, and he took out a random copy of the scriptures and stepped forward.

"Come, come, come and see, Ben Shi, give you a trick,......"

Ye Xiuwen took this scripture and wandered there, and the eyes of the eighteen little monks were attracted by Ye Xiuwen at the same time.

"Donor, do you want to play a trick, how do you change it? Can you turn this scripture into a roast goose?"

"No, no, I guess this benefactor must be able to turn the scriptures into roasted doglegs,......"

"No, it should be a pork leg, I listen to the donor under the mountain, call it elbow, elbow is delicious,......"

............

The eighteen little monks looked greedy, and as a result, Ye Xiuwen was a scripture.

"Bang! bang!"

Every little monk was hit on the head.

"Donor, why are you beating us?" the little monk was hurt and scratched his head.

"Beat you, that's to open your mind, thinking about big fish and big meat every day, can you recite the scriptures well? You have to eat the scriptures, and eat the scriptures to make them taste like dog meat,......

"Woohoo!"

Ye Xiuwen tore off two pages of scriptures and stuffed them into his mouth, and as a result, half of the eighteen little monks were about to cry bitterly,......

"Ahhh,......h Alas......"

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Ye Xiuwen casually came to a scripture, and the eighteen little monks were all upright, and they were all stupid.

"Fog grass, don't be stupid, open your mouth, how about it?"

But seeing that the forced grid did not rise, how could this work, Ye Xiuwen behaved very unrestrainedly, and made all the little monks shout loudly!

"Fog grass, donor, you are simply awesome, are you the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas, and you can't ?...... reincarnation?"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, pretending to be successful and gaining +50 ,......"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the pretending to be forced is successful, and you get +60,...... of force"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the pretending to be forced is successful, and you get +100 ,......"

"Dingdong ,......"

............

A little monk spoke, and then Ye Xiuwen's compulsion began to swipe the screen, the lowest was fifty, and the highest was more than a hundred.

This is simply so cool, just a small *** grid will have a small thousand.

"Hahaha! Come on, you guys try it too, then there's more!"

Ye Xiuwen pointed to the scriptures in that place, and all the little monks went crazy to rob them, and they were no longer afraid that they would not be able to memorize the scriptures in the future and be scolded by the master!

"Oh, yes, yes,......"

Ye Xiuwen was very happy, and while the little monk was eating there, he swaggered straight to the Daxiong Treasure Hall......