"This junior brother, don't worry, although I am no longer in charge of the release and arrangement of the tasks of the Zhike Academy, how to screen these tasks and the tricks in them are very clear!"

In the corner of Zhike Courtyard, the chubby Zhijun was smiling and boasting to several young lay disciples.

If anyone who is familiar with him is here, they will find that he has lost two laps of weight than he was a year ago, and his eyes are much brighter than before.

"Senior brother, we want to go to Funiuling to collect three-leaf poria grass, I don't know where it is easier?"

"Senior brother, I heard that Qi Realm disciples are now allowed to go to the periphery of Fulong Bay, I want to get some Shen Yin Mu, is it dangerous?"

"Senior brother, you ......"

For a while, these lay disciples, who were fifteen or sixteen or fifteen or sixteen, and ten or nine, all asked with bright eyes.

Of course, what is different is that there are no people who come up to give gifts.

"Well...... this"

Zhijun rubbed his hands, revealing his trademark smile, and suddenly his smile froze, and his fat body trembled, and his small eyes looked at the other side with a look of anger.

"Senior Brother Zhizhuo, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

Wu Ming stepped forward and naturally greeted everyone.

"Who is he? Why hasn't he shaved his hair and has a cat?"

Just like before, everyone who saw Wu Ming's 'weird' outfit all looked sideways and pointed at it.

Fortunately, Zhizhuo is not in a good situation now, and the place he chose is relatively remote, but not many people have noticed it.

"Senior brothers, let's talk here!"

Zhizhuan didn't give Wu Ming a good look, and led a few people to the other side.

"Ahem, I'm afraid you don't know, our senior brother Zhizhuo, but he has just been punished by the Discipline Academy, just because he accepted bribes and filled his pockets, I advise you......"

Wu Ming pointed out unceremoniously.

When everyone heard this, they changed color and dispersed in a hurry, the name of the Discipline Academy was really terrifying!

"Nameless, what do you want to do?"

Zhizhuo's face was extremely ugly, his fat face trembled, and his anger flushed red.

"Senior brother, you can see all these little things, your vision is much lower than before!"

Wu Ming smiled and took out a jade bottle and handed it over.

"You...... Cutting off people's wealth is like killing your parents, don't think that this will make me forgive you!"

Zhizhuo took it in his hand and whispered viciously.

"Last time, the younger brother knew his mistake and felt quite guilty, so I came to apologize to the senior brother!"

Wu Ming is colorful.

"Huh, apologize, will you know your mistake?"

Zhizhuan was cold.

Writing insulting poems on the wall of the Zhike Courtyard in a grand manner, is there anything more arrogant in the world than this?

He doesn't believe in killing him, and whoever does such a rebellious thing will admit his mistake!

If it weren't for Wu Ming, he wouldn't have fallen to where he is today, even if he wasn't kicked out of the Zhike Academy, his status was far worse than before.

Even a few newly recruited juniors dared to ride on his head and sneer!

"Don't hide it from the senior brother, it is precisely because of the realization of the mistake that the younger brother has a deal, and wants to introduce it to the senior brother to make up for the mistakes of the day! Of course, if the senior brother doesn't believe it, the younger brother has no choice but to cheapen others!"

Wu Ming sighed, turned around and left with a hint of regret.

"Wait!"

Zhizhuo's eyes flashed, he looked around cautiously, pulled Wu Ming behind the tree, and said with a fat face, "To tell you the truth, senior brother, I am different from the past now, even if there is still a little way, it is impossible to sell you the original book!"

"Senior brother misunderstood, junior brother is not here to seek the original learning!"

Wu Ming smiled secretly, but his face was serious.

"Oh, tell me what the deal is!"

Zhijun breathed a sigh of relief and pretended not to care.

"The Tower of Nine Tribulations is going to be reopened!"

Wu Ming said in a low voice.

"The Tower of Nine Tribulations, what's that?"

Zhichun thought it was something important, and he was doing it mysteriously, but at first glance, he couldn't remember what it was.

"Cough, senior brother, don't you know, the way for lay disciples to obtain Shaolin peerless learning, in addition to the exchange of good deeds, there is another way, which is to break through the Nine Tribulation Pagoda to refine the heart!"

Wu Ming coughed dryly, hiding his embarrassment, and said in a deep voice.

"Nine Tribulation Pagoda Refining Hearts?what?"

Zhizhuan thought about it carefully, and after a while, his whole body was violent, and his fat was rippling layer by layer, and he grabbed Wu Ming's shoulder and shook it, and said, "What you said is that one disaster at a time, one layer at a time, one refinement of the heart, step by step to obtain the true scriptures, known as the Nine Tribulation Tower of Nine Nine Eighty-One Difficulties?"

"Ahem, senior brother, tap, tap!"

Wu Ming only felt that his whole body was trembling, and he was so hung that he fainted.

Fortunately, there is no one else here, otherwise it will be heard and think that something indescribable has happened.

It's just that what shocked him was that the fat monk in front of him, who seemed harmless, had a good cultivation.

At the very least, from the shaking power that can easily make his current physical body a little unbearable, he can conclude that the strength of his physical body is definitely far above him!

"Impossible, as early as three hundred years ago, the Nine Tribulation Pagoda was closed, how could it suddenly reopen without warning?"

Zhizhuan muttered to himself, but he lost his mind.

"Senior brother, do you know why the Nine Tribulations Pagoda is closed?"

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and he asked casually.

"I heard that it was ...... Ahem, what are children doing with all these old things?"

Zhizhuan subconsciously replied, and when the words came to his lips, he suddenly changed his words, and taught a lesson impatiently, and then asked with a straight face, "Are you sure that the Nine Tribulation Pagoda is reopened?"

"Don't hide it from Senior Brother, Little Brother, I just came back from the Nine Tribulation Tower!"

Wu Ming flicked his right hand on his chest and found an ordinary flat arm, which was exactly what was in the Nine Tribulations Tower.

Of course, whether it was a broom, a bucket, or even an urn for water, he had already put it in his dragon robe.

I have long found that these are not ordinary things, so naturally there is no reason to let them go.

Cheeky as he is, he naturally didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the behavior of holding the sheep, but instead charged a little interest in the name of it!

"No...... Senior brother has already cultivated the Purifying the Pulp Sutra?"

Zhijun instinctively didn't believe it, but suddenly his pupils contracted and he looked Wu Ming up and down like the tip of a needle, and slowly withdrew his fat hand.

"How did Senior Brother see it?"

Wu Ming's brows furrowed, his heart was shocked, and he was puzzled.

With the dragon coat covering, it is impossible to be seen through so easily!

"Don't hide it from my junior brother, senior brother, I have also practiced the Second Sutra of Yi Jin Washing the Pulp, but I couldn't stand the pain and gave up halfway!"

Zhizhuan's fat face twitched, and a look of surprise appeared in his small eyes.

"Forgive the little brother, I didn't expect the senior brother to have such an opportunity, but the cultivation process is indeed extraordinary!"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he was also a little afraid.

But Zhizhuo has also practiced the Second Classic, which is a bit surprising.

Just looking at his look and character, it's not that he can't stand the pain, but that the six roots are not purified!

And a year ago, what he did in Zhike Academy must have affected Zhizhuan, but he was still able to stand here unscathed.

Whether it's his background or personal chance, I'm afraid it's not simple!

"Senior brother doesn't have to put gold on my face, I know very well what virtue I have!"

Zhizhuan waved his hand angrily, and said with a straight face, "Now that you have cultivated the true scriptures, even if you are half a Buddhist protector, even I can't wait to wait for it, hey!"

This sigh is a little inexplicable, and there is also some indescribable meaning!

"No wonder Shaolin Temple pushes left and right, unwilling to pass on the scriptures, there is still this meaning, if you count my Buddha fate, I'm afraid it ......"

Wu Ming's heart was shocked, and when he thought about it, he said, "Senior brother will see the outside world when he says this, no matter what, now we are all a family! ”

"Don't come to this set, don't think I don't know who you are, although I have been demoted to a lay disciple, I am also half a monk, and I have a Buddha in my heart. ”

Zhi Zhuo smiled angrily, and unceremoniously pointed out that he had seen through Wu Ming.

"Hey, the little brother knows that he can't hide it from the senior brother's eyes!"

Wu Ming smiled.

"Hmph, don't say dark words in front of the Ming people, what kind of business is it, let's talk about it!"

Zhizhuo didn't have a good airway.

"That's right, the layers of difficulties in the Tower of Nine Tribulations ......"

Wu Ming's expression tightened, and he whispered everything he thought.

"The method is a good way, but the Nine Tribulations Pagoda is created according to the Buddha country in the palm of your hand, one person and one realm, everyone enters the tower, and the difficulties they see are different, even if your experience is helpful, it is not big!"

Zhizhuo's expression changed for a while, and he finally figured out what Wu Ming wanted to do, but combined with the little news he knew, there was a trace of disagreement on his fat face.

"Senior brother, it's because everyone is different that there is a problem here!

Wu Ming snickered in a low voice.

"What? you...... Isn't this a mercenary, copper-smelling businessman?"

After hearing this, Zhizhuan was stunned.

"What's the difference? Not to mention far, the temple collects money for incense, right? The temple runs a money village, right? The temple has acres of land, right?"

Wu Ming smiled disapprehantly.

"But it's all for ......"

Zhijun hesitated.

"I know, it's all to maintain the daily operation of the Shaolin Temple! But as long as the Buddha has incense, the disciples also have to live!

Can't you want the horse to run, but you don't give the horse grass, right? Senior brother, look at how many laps you have lost, my junior brother is distressed when he looks at it.

Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, how can I bear it in my heart?"

Wu Ming talked eloquently, and in the end, he patted Zhizhuan's fat belly, and the fat rippled everywhere, as if he was in his mood.

"But if you do this, you will ...... after all"

Zhijun licked his somewhat dry lips.

"Senior brother, you are just pointing out those senior brothers who are dedicated to the Buddha and seeking martial arts to protect the Tao, they are grateful for your kindness and righteousness, and they are just filial piety!"

Wu Ming saw that the fire was almost over, and said meaningfully.

"Okay, that's it! Even if the Discipline Institute inquires, I also deduce that the instructing brothers ask for martial arts to the Buddha, and they are willing to give it themselves, so I can't be kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs!"

Zhizhuo's eyes flashed, and he slapped Wu Ming on the shoulder fiercely, and slapped him on the ground.

"That's right, brother, you see that I've been away for a year, and I don't even have a place to live, isn't it......?"

Wu Ming rubbed his sore shoulders and grinned.