Evening.

Lu Ran went back and forth to the toilet twenty times, vomiting and diarrhea...... The living food that was eaten into the stomach was completely indigestible, stirring Lu Ran's body back and forth.

In the process, Lu Ran also slowly adapted to the life of the monastery.

Adaptation is important.

If Lu Ran couldn't even adapt to and accept this most basic physical pain, it would be impossible to achieve [Pain Promotion].

It regulates the state of the body through the "blood body".

After the twenty-first vomiting, it finally subsided.

"I don't know what I'll be like in a month...... When you get a good night's sleep, tomorrow you will start your real practice."

Lu Ran stared at his pale face in the mirror, he who had experienced primary pain, seemed to be undergoing subtle changes...... It's not just the left arm, it's about the change of the attributes of the [Hell Monk].

Suffering is the source of energy, and the more pain you feel, the stronger your monastic attributes become.

…………

When Lu Ran's vomiting ended, it was already late at night.

The proprietress Eve was already asleep.

Lu Ran had no intention of going to bed, and fell asleep on the floor alone.

In order to participate in the [Painful Promotion], you must obtain the 'Participation Qualification' in advance.

When he got up in the morning, Lu Ran did not use the food stored in the 'stomach pouch'...... If you come here, you have to fully adapt to life here.

Outside the cafeteria, Lu Ran squatted next to the trash can, and quickly adjusted after a burst of vomiting.

This time, the adaptation was much faster than last night.

Afterwards, Lu Ran and the proprietress walked in the direction of the main building in the outer city.

"Miss Eve...... Is there any difference between the temples and churches used for promotion tests in urban areas? ”

Lu Ran was very curious from the beginning, after all, temples and churches can symbolize two completely different religions in the human world.

"That's right! I forgot to tell you about this difference yesterday......

[Temple] and [Church] are two completely different promotion areas, whether it is the way to obtain qualifications, the way to be promoted, or the form after promotion, they are all different.

The temple focuses on physical suffering,

The church focuses on mental anguish,

After being promoted from the temple, you will become a Monk of Pain,

If promoted in the church, he will become a Cultist of Afflictions,

Both belong to the indispensable foundational personnel of the Inner Monastery. ”

Lu Ran frowned, "Is there a difference between physical and spiritual?" ”

The proprietress continued:

"By paying for the pain yesterday by Mr. Yi, I think it is more appropriate to choose the path of 'monk'......

If you are not good at the spiritual level and forcibly choose the path of a 'disciple', not to mention that it is difficult to pass the promotion, it will mainly affect the great future of Mr. because of the wrong choice of path. ”

"Okay, I'll go to the temple first."

Outer town of the monastery.

Stone temples and metal churches are erected on either side of the city.

The buildings in the city that are biased towards the temple are more oriental, and you can even see some Chinese-style seekers wearing tunics walking on the road.

The temple is distinguished from the city by a red-painted enclosure.

Around the red wall, there are a large number of candles piled up with skulls as candlesticks......

At the main entrance of the temple stood two huge monks holding a thousand pounds of stone sticks.

The monks were wearing chains of Buddhist beads strung with skulls around their necks, and their eyes were wrapped in black cloths, and when Lu Ran was about 100 meters closer, the monks quickly turned their faces around.

"Mr. Yi, I can't send you in...... After passing the test, you can come to stay at my hotel at any time. ”

"Okay, it's been a hard job along the way."

Lu Ran stepped forward, showed the monk's ring, and took his identity seriously! A monk pushed the heavy bronze door open, signaling Lu Ran's qualification test to be conducted in the inner hall.

"It feels like it's changed."

The outer part of the monastery is not too different from the ordinary hellish environment.

But when Lu Ran stepped into this dark-toned stone temple, there was a sense of heaviness.

A heavy aura coming from the main hall made Lu Ran quite uncomfortable...... It was like being held down by a giant hand, and every step was very difficult.

Moreover, the floor of the temple is made of gray gravel.

With a gust of wind, Lu Ran had the feeling of walking in a sandstorm, and the visibility was very low.

Relying on his strong physical fitness and the protection of the skin of his body by the Hell Windbreaker, Lu Ran walked slowly under the strong wind and sand, walking in the direction of the main hall.

There was hardly a single figure in the temple, except for the breath coming from the direction of the main hall.

Just as Lu Ran approached the main hall made of pitch-black stone, a large bag of garbage was suddenly thrown out from the inside......

If you look closely, you can see that inside the cloth bag are the fragments of the corpse without human eyes.

The corpses were carried away by the erosion of the wind and sand.

These fragments of corpses came from seekers who were trying to qualify for promotion.

Crunch!

Pushing open the side door of the main hall, Lu Ran came to this special Daxiong Treasure Hall.

None of the 18 Arhat statues in the hall have heads, and the surface of the statues is either full of iron nails or blades...... However, the sculpture of the Three Buddhas on the front of the main hall is well preserved.

"Human Prisoner? It's really rare. ”

On one side of the main hall, there stood a bald-headed monk with an aura that was completely different from that of ordinary seekers.

He was wearing a black monk's robe, and there was still the mark of the [Hell Monk] that Lu Ran had seen on his back...... At first glance, this person was not a seeker or a martyr, but a higher being from the inner court.

"Is this the [Afflicted Monk] who has been promoted? The breath is completely different...... It's very strong, I'm afraid it has the strength of Zhu Gong's body?"

"Phew! Just this kind of garbage, dare to compare with my old pig? Lao Tzu can slap one to death...... No, two slaps...... Never mind! Anyway, it's definitely not my opponent.'"

Zhu Yan will never allow Lu Ran to slander himself, but the monk in front of him really does not seem to be simple.

"Senior, I'm here to sign up for the [Painful Promotion]."

"Humans are not as capable of suffering as native demons, and you are still young...... With a little patience and a few more years, it should be better for you. ”

"I've made up my mind, and I'll ask my seniors to lead the way."

"The [martyrs] in the temple are receiving other people...... My requirements may be a little stricter, come along. ”

When the monk turned his head, his eyeballless, hollow, deep sockets stood out.

Lu Ran recalled the monk who wore a black cloth on his eyes before, and he felt a palpitation: "Is it possible to get promoted in the way of a monk, and you need to give up your eyes? If that's the case, I'll have to do it differently.'"

Lu Ran is a fan of the game.

Even if one day you achieve positive results and practice the ability to turn the world upside down.

But the Internet café is still the basic fun of playing various triple-A masterpieces...... If you don't have eyes, you can't have fun.