The scarecrow's vomit is naturally indispensable for another violent beating, these monks beat people very well, specifically beating the body, and never touching the face, the result is that the blue and purple places are covered by clothes, and no one can see them. After breakfast, www.biquge.info a group of people took the scarecrow to the place where they lived, and there were rows of small cabins, one person per room, and the furniture was very complete.

The houses have been selected, and the remaining houses are not very small, but the things inside have been moved into other people's houses, and the scarecrow has no choice but to choose a better room as much as possible, located in the most corner, far away from others, so as to avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Along the way, I found that other people's rooms were very luxurious, and even a few monks had their own courtyards, and there were female dependents in it who served them, which was really incredible. On the other hand, the scarecrow is really surrounded by four walls, except for a bed and a table, and there is not even a stool to sit on. But now that he had come this far, there was nothing to complain about, so he crossed his knees on the bed and began to figure out the Diamond Sutra he had just obtained.

However, it was not that simple, and not long after he sat down, he heard the commotion outside, and among them was the unbridled laughter of Tuzhen. The laughter soon reached his door, and nine young monks rushed in, and the small room immediately became crowded. Tu Zhen looked at the scarecrow's somewhat confused expression, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile on his lips

"Fa no? Forget it, I always think it's more pleasant to call you Ning Caichen, the brothers haven't introduced themselves just now, since we are destined to get together, it's not polite not to introduce each other. ”

When the scarecrow heard him say this, he quickly got off the bed and clasped his fists to salute, "The little monk Fa Wu, commonly known as Ning Caichen, is a scholar. This action caused the monks to laugh out loud.

"It's easy to say," Tu Zhen swallowed his laughter and returned the salute. At the same time, he gestured to a few people behind him, and immediately a person walked up. The man's eyebrows were particularly thick, thick and dark, but his voice was the same as that of a eunuch

"Master, my little monk's Dharma name is Tumei, which is related to my eyebrows. He is the youngest of all the brothers and sisters, and he is just eighteen this year. I'm not going to talk nonsense, I'll give you a greeting gift. The monk with the Dharma name Tumei walked up after speaking, and the hands behind his back did not stretch forward, but the scarecrow felt an unprecedented blow, a total of eighteen punches, and the fists hit him everywhere, he couldn't even stand, and sat down on the bed.

With a light snort, Tumei turned around and walked directly out of the door. His punching speed was so fast that the scarecrow couldn't see how he made his move, which showed that this eighteen-year-old monk was also a first-class master.

The other eight monks kept watching, all with contemptuous smiles. As soon as Tumei left, another monk walked out, this monk was the tallest in the crowd, at least a head taller than Ning Caichen, as soon as he came out, he looked aggressive, came to the scarecrow's bedside, and slapped it without saying a word, and the back of the scarecrow was skin and flesh, and blood red a big handprint.

"The law number is high, two days older than the soil eyebrow, remember my palm, don't mess with me!" After saying that, he also walked away.

Tumei's eighteen punches made him unable to stand, and this Tugao's palm was even more ruthless, and it hurt when he was lying down. When Tugao is gone, there is still Tuli, and when Tuli is gone, there are Tuyang, Tuyan, Tuyu, Tuyan and Tulie. There were eight people, none of them were good, and they introduced themselves with punches and kicks, so that Ning Caichen could remember them more clearly.

The scarecrow couldn't understand the meaning of what they were doing, but the purpose of these monks was really achieved, and Ning Caichen carved their faces into his mind one by one, and their names were written in large blood-red letters.

The last person left was Tuzhen, Ning Caichen was already lying down and couldn't move, only one breath was left. Toshin looked at the half-dead scarecrow and shook his head with a smile

"Haha, haha, this is our ancestor, the ancestor of the Fazi generation, I really didn't expect that my body bones would be so weak, and I have to polish my body in the afternoon, I can't let Xuanming's old bald donkey see any flaws, come on, come on, I'll help you heal your injuries."

He imprisoned the immobile scarecrow in the air, stripped off his clothes, took out some strange white powder from his arms, and blew his mouth, all wrapped around Ning Caichen's body, and at this moment, the wounds all over his body began to burn like pain, and the pain was unbearable. This pain made him want to faint, but his spirit was extremely clear, and he completely felt the boundless pain, and the first tears of human beings were shed in pain.

Tu Zhen looked at Ning Caichen, who was screaming silently in pain, and all his teeth were exposed when he laughed, looking terrifying. His eyes were on the ring on the scarecrow's little finger, and his eyes flashed, and he put it on his hand with a single move

"Ouch, you scholar still have this kind of treasure, this is a storage ring, tsk" he sighed and shook his head

"I'm afraid that few of the second-generation disciples in our temple have this kind of thing, let me see what treasures you have hidden!"

Tumei took out the purple jade flute as soon as he explored it, and the breath of life was strong, and it was a treasure at first glance. The jade flute was held in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and he couldn't help but kiss it

"This is really a good treasure, it can be regarded as a rare spiritual weapon, each of the senior brothers gave you a big gift, I think this storage ring should be regarded as a return gift."

The scarecrow couldn't say a word at all, and he kept holding back the urge in his heart to summon the urge to burn the earth to death with the cold flames in his skull.

Tuzhen didn't wait for Ning Caichen's words at all

"If you don't say it, that's acquiescence, I'll heal your injuries for you, and I'll give you a welcome gift before leaving, we don't owe each other."

The scarecrow fell on the bed with a bang, and the golden light flashed in Tuzhen's hand, and it was also a punch that hit Ning Caichen's waist and abdomen, and immediately hit his five internal organs displaced, and his right kidney was seriously ruptured. Tu Zhen is really ruthless, this punch almost killed someone.

The bruises on the scarecrow miraculously disappeared under the action of those white powders, but there were some rotten wounds on the surface of the skin, and the powder had the ability to corrode flesh and blood while removing the bruises. After the scarecrow could barely move, he quickly brought water to rinse it, but fortunately the well was close, otherwise his body would not have a dozen ulcers, but his whole body would have corroded.

At noon, Ning Caichen didn't dare to go to eat with those people at all, he secretly observed, and when those people came back, he dared to go to the cafeteria to find the cooking master, get some leftovers, and quickly eat to their heart's content. It stands to reason that there is no problem for a second-rate master to be hungry for a few meals, but in the critical body polishing stage, if you don't eat, your physical strength is insufficient, and it is difficult to continue, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth is still very different from the power nourished by food.

In the afternoon, Ning Caichen and the other nine monks gathered at the cultivation ground, where Xuan Ming was already waiting. Seeing Ning Caichen arrive, he greeted with a smile

"Are you still used to eating food in the temple? It's a good place to stay. ”

Ning Caichen didn't talk about the facts, just nodded silently and said yes, the rotten skin in his clothes was hot and painful.

After Xuan Ming's greetings began to give a formal lecture, every monk here has his own unique cultivation method, Tuzhen practiced Dharma Boxing, Tu Gao cultivated Prajna Palm, Tumei is Arhat Boxing, all kinds. Xuan Ming chose an exercise for the scarecrow, called "Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt", which is a cultivation method that specializes in exercising the physique.

Ning Caichen didn't know whether Xuan Ming had chosen this exercise for himself intentionally or unintentionally, obviously to let himself be beaten. He didn't question anything, but asked the question in his heart

"Uncle Xuanming, the Diamond Sutra is also a practice for quenching the body, but I haven't figured out how to cultivate after pondering for a morning, and I hope that Uncle Xuan can guide me."

Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes

"You mean the Diamond Sutra? This is a bit more difficult to solve. The Diamond Sutra has been passed down in the form of refining the body since history, but no one has studied how to cultivate it, after all, there are many other ways to cultivate, and the Diamond Sutra is too difficult to understand, and the gains and losses in cultivation really outweigh the losses. ”

After speaking, he patted Ning Caichen's head seriously

"Fa Wu, although you are a genius of cultivating Buddhism, but you can't be too proud, you have to start from scratch, you can't take detours, Uncle I chose for you The conjoined method is definitely first-class and suitable for you, don't have other ideas, conscientious and diligent is still the right path of cultivation."

The scarecrow was speechless, only nodding yes, sitting cross-legged on his own futon, breathing and breathing. Other monks, in addition to some breathing and breathing, some went to a distance, and began to fight in pairs, and some people punched and kicked at the huge cold iron block to polish their bodies, and the most bizarre was Tuyan, rolling in an area covered with sharp swords on the ground, making Ning Caichen's scalp numb.

After Ning Caichen vomited for an hour, Xuan Ming called him up, and at the same time called Tumei, who cultivated Luohan Fist, to his side, and said to the two of them

"Although the two of you are very different in generation, they are similar in age, Fa Wu started to practice the Golden Bell Jar today, these exercises should be practiced from the very beginning, Tumei just practiced Arhat Boxing, the two of you personally cooperate with one to fight one by one, and the cultivation speed will definitely be twice the result with half the effort. However, Fa Wu is now a second-rate master, and you have to rein in some strength, which is also a test of your control ability. ”

When the native eyebrows heard this, the thick and dark eyebrows were raised, and they immediately agreed

"Master Xuanming, please rest assured, I will definitely cooperate with Fa Wu Junior Ancestor and assist him in cultivating the Golden Bell Jar as soon as possible."

Ning Caichen wanted to say no, but when he thought that these monks had no lower limit, he had to accept it silently.

The formal cultivation in the afternoon began, and Xuan Ming sat cross-legged and fell asleep again. Tumei bowed slightly in front of Fa Wu and said

"Little Master, I don't know how you comprehended, let's start?"

The scarecrow cried with a sad face, what else could he say, nodded and cheered up the spirit. The energy in the body was agitated, and according to the cultivation method of the golden bell jar, a golden bell jar was formed on the surface of the body. Seeing that Ning Caichen was ready, Tumei blasted up with a cannon fist, and seeing that the speed really limited himself to the realm of a second-rate master. Seeing this situation, the scarecrow felt a little bottom in his heart and greeted him.

Although the golden bell jar has only just been cultivated, the defensive effect is still there, coupled with the flexible body of the scarecrow, Tumei returned several times in vain, but was punched a few times by Ning Caichen, and he was angry, you must know that the brothers and sisters are watching it, it is a good thing to teach people, if you are ridiculed, it will be okay. Secretly raised the realm a little, and the speed under his feet was a little faster, but it was so little that he couldn't reach Ning Caichen's fist, and this punch hit Ning Caichen's nose, and blood flowed out when he landed.

Tumei secretly looked at Xuan Ming, and saw that he didn't mean to wake up, so he acquiesced to his own approach, so he was even bolder. Relying on the sudden acceleration of speed, Ning Caichen was bombarded with a left fist and a right punch, completely treating him as a human flesh sandbag, and he had a lot of fun.