Chapter 120 Competition

The next day, the sun hung high, and the sound of Sanskrit was enveloped.

At this time, because it is the middle of summer, even though it is already sunrise in the east, the hour is still early. But it's not yet time.

But at this time, Xiao Lingjue had already woken up for a long time, thinking of what the old monk said last night, he would completely admit himself to the door of Puzhen Temple on the Daxiong Treasure Hall today, and his heart was excited.

Especially when I heard the sound of humming from outside the door, I was even more excited.

"Someday, I'll learn a skill. Then avenge the master. Xiao Lingjue thought in his heart.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and three young men entered in an instant.

The eldest of them was twenty years old, and the youngest was only about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Hey, isn't this a new junior brother? Master, it's really eccentric! Didn't you say that you don't accept disciples anymore? Why did you accept another closed disciple? The youngest fifteen or sixteen-year-old monk said with a disgruntled face.

"Maybe this guy has something to do with it! So that the master had to accept it. The other monk also said with a light smile.

"Senior brother, you seem to have only just achieved the goal of forging the physical realm, how can you be favored by the master? Can you tell me why?" said one of the biggest monks. (The little monk is wearing the leather of the Buddhist body protection beast given by the master, so he hides seventy percent of his strength, and in the eyes of outsiders, his realm is just a forging realm.) )

This group of senior brothers is not easy to get along, and the little monk doesn't understand why these senior brothers are so targeted at him, he just said coldly: "Amitabha, it is the cause of forgetting dust to be able to worship under the master, and when fate arrives, it will naturally achieve the result." ”

Wuhua sneered: "Since you have already entered my Zen lineage, then the senior brother wants to test the martial arts of the first and second junior brothers."

"You ......"

"Cut, a group of stinky boys from the Lingtai Realm, they dare to underestimate my little monk, it really makes Lord Ben very unhappy, little Lingjue, slap them in the face for me."

Uncle System finally spoke up, and he was very unhappy with those pretentious monks.

Xiao Lingjue secretly said to himself: This is not good, the poor monk has always been a low-key person, the master once taught Lingjue, don't be a bird, don't fight with others.

Lord System said in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel: A strong person should have the domineering spirit that dominates the world, and if you don't make a move to beat your senior brothers down, how can you get their approval? Don't you want to hear your master's revenge?

The little monk's heart trembled, his eyes instantly became firm, he remembered the little fat monk in the Liuguang Temple, that Lingshi was also disrespectful to himself and his master at that time, but since he taught him a lesson, when he was with him, he would greet himself warmly.

"Squeak!" You bad guys are no match for my master at all!

The little spirit mouse has already understood the spirit, so he naturally understands what the little monk's senior brothers are talking about, but the three senior brothers of the little spirit spirit can't understand the meaning of what the little spirit mouse said.

The little monk lightly touched the little spirit mouse on his shoulder, and said softly: "Don't make trouble, I naturally know it in my heart."

Then he turned to look at his three senior brothers, and said respectfully: "Although I don't know what happened to the three senior brothers, junior brother, I will apologize to you here first." ”

Wuguo smiled: "Don't dare, don't dare!" How can we hate our little brother? It's good to tell us anything clearly, don't be a villain, for villains, the brothers have always punished evil. ”

What he meant was that he hoped that the little monks would never report to their master, and there was also a hint of warning.

Wuhua spoke up and said, "Senior brother, senior brother has suppressed the realm in the ninefold realm of the exercise body, how about you compete with me?" ”

Xiao Lingjue looked at him with a smile and said, "Is it just a simple martial arts friend?" That's fine! ”

"No, no, no!" Wuhua didn't do it, and hurriedly said: "Since it is a friend with martial arts, how about we add some more color?" ”

Xiao Lingjue frowned, shook his head, and said, "How can a monk do gambling? Forget it! ”

"No, we're just looking for some fun, and we don't bet on this yellow and white thing, we monks don't care about this, so let's gamble on housework and make lottery heads."

"Oh! Senior brother, let's talk about it, how do you compare the law? And what kind of rules? The little monk asked lightly, and his very calm expression fell in the eyes of the three senior brothers, and there was a bit of a taste of pretending.

Wuhua sneered: "If you can't beat me who has cultivated to suppress the ninth level of the forging realm, I will punish you to wash all the toilets in the entire temple." ”

Xiao Lingjue couldn't help but shudder, this Puzhen Temple is a big temple, there were hundreds of monks before, and there were seven or eight large and small latrines.

Xiao Lingjue said: "Master, what if I accidentally defeat Senior Brother? ”

Wuhua said: "Hehe, then I'll wash all the toilets in Puzhen Temple." ”

The little monk pretended to be reserved for a moment, and then said briskly: "A word is a certainty!" ”

He thought so in his heart, since the senior brother suppressed his cultivation in the Ninth Realm of the Tempered Body, then he would maintain the same realm as him! Look at how big the gap is between him and these Buddhist monks, and let yourself have a bottom in your heart, if you accidentally lose, it should be regarded as a training in your own practice!

"Forget the dust, you little broken child is so arrogant, I must give you a blow to the head, let you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, lest you get too carried away next." Wuhua said secretly in her heart.

In fact, the three of them came to tease the little monk because of their master's secret guidance, and the three of them were just whetstones sent by Master Duzen.

Give outstanding students a dismount, combat their arrogance, and help to enhance the prestige of the teacher, which every teacher is well aware of, and Du Chan is even more so, this old monk is also in a secret place, secretly observing the little monk.

"Senior Brother Forget Chen, you just wait to wash more than a dozen toilets in Puzhen Temple today, there are a lot of old, hahahaha!" Wuguo was smiling evilly on the side, but he was secretly thinking in his heart:

Young little forgetful dust! You're still too young! I was like this at the beginning, I was cheated by these senior brothers, and these senior brothers kept saying that the realm would be suppressed the same as yours.

But people have been immersed in martial arts for many years, even if they are in the same realm as you, their experience is much richer than yours, how can they beat these scheming brothers?

He also glanced at Senior Brother Wuxin with fear, it was this guy at the beginning, as his entry examiner, he picked more than 20,000 catties of dung.