readx;? For Zen Master Zhikong, he also knew that he couldn't make Fang Xiaowu unable to withstand the sound of the wooden fish all at once, because he was extremely measured when he made a move. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was not fighting with Fang Xiaowu, but testing Fang Xiaowu, and the strength of the first wooden fish was not very big.

Therefore, when he saw that Fang Xiaowu could bear it, he just smiled indifferently and said: "Fang Gongzi, you can withstand the first sound, which means that you entered the wooden building not all by luck, but by a certain strength, and then you listen to it......"

Speaking of this, Zen Master Zhikong rang the second sound.

The strength of the second sound was slightly stronger than the first, but it was impossible for Fang Xiaowu to not be able to withstand the second sound, so he quickly adapted.

Third, fourth, fifth......

Until the tenth tone, one was stronger than the other, and the tenth tone was almost three times as powerful as the first.

Under the impact of the triple sound wave, Fang Xiaowu's face began to show a look of pain, as if he had reached the limit, as long as Zen Master Zhikong knocked again, Fang Xiaowu would not be able to bear it.

"Young man, no matter how strong your strength is, your cultivation is only in the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, how can you compare with Lao Gong? For the sake of your persistence in ten sounds, Lao Gao will give you three more chances. ”

Thinking in his heart, Zen Master Zhikong did not continue to increase the strength of the sound of the wooden fish, but used the same force to sound the eleventh sound.

Fang Xiaowu's face tightened, and he looked even more uncomfortable.

Sincere!

After the twelfth sound, Fang Xiaowu's face was still very uncomfortable.

Sincere!

After the thirteenth sound, Fang Xiaowu's face still looked very uncomfortable, but he could hold on and did not admit defeat.

"Hmph, I'll see how long you can hold on!"

Zen Master Zhikong made a mistake, but he didn't expect Fang Xiaowu to be able to persevere, although he didn't increase the strength of the sound of the wooden fish, but the frequency of the sound of hitting the wooden fish accelerated.

The interval between each sound is not long, and it is just a snap of the fingers.

Tuk, tuk, tuk......

After a while, Zen Master Zhikong had already beaten the wooden fish hundreds of times, and Fang Xiaowu only showed a painful look on his face, and he never admitted defeat, and his endurance was very amazing.

Zen Master Zhikong was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what was going on, and said in his heart: "Okay, you young man dares to cheat in front of the old man, and wants to delay time, but the old man wants to see how long you can hold on!"

So, he was no longer polite to Fang Xiaowu, and increased the strength of Mu Yusheng's voice.

Fang Xiaowu heard that Zen Master Zhikong increased the strength of the sound of the wooden fish, and knew that his trick was seen through by Zen Master Zhikong, fortunately, he had already consumed some time, as long as he persisted any longer, as long as the hour came, it would be considered a pass.

Tuk Tuk ......

Zen Master Zhikong not only increased the strength of the sound of the wooden fish, but also increased the speed, and the sound was like a torrential rain, and a sound came into Fang Xiaowu's ears.

However, to the great surprise of Zen Master Zhikong, Fang Xiaowu's endurance was ridiculously strong, and he could still persevere. You must know that the sound of the wooden fish that Zen Master Zhikong is now striking is so powerful that it has reached the point where even the Martial Saint in the late stage of entering the Holy Realm can't hold on to ten times, but after ten strokes, Fang Xiaowu is still fearless.

This shows that Fang Xiaowu's strength is beyond the imagination of Zen Master Zhikong.

After another while, Zen Master Zhikong saw that Fang Xiaowu could still persevere, so he had to increase the strength of the wooden fish sound, and the increase was not small, even if it was an ordinary peak martial saint entering the Holy Realm, it was impossible to hold up thirty sounds.

However, after thirty sounds, Fang Xiaowu was as steady as a mountain, and he could still hold on.

At this time, most of the time has passed.

"This young man has a lot of ability, the old man thought that he could only hold out for a quarter of an hour at most, but he didn't expect him to be able to hold on for so long, it seems that the old man has lost his eyes and has not seen his true strength. Well, since you're such a powerful young man, the old man will be serious with you. Zen Master Zhikong thought about it, and suddenly changed the method of beating.

Fang Xiaowu originally thought that the power of Zhikong Zen Master's next beating of the wooden fish would definitely increase, but where did he think that in an instant, the sound of the wooden fish suddenly changed, soft, as if someone was chanting in his ear, and there was a feeling of drowsiness.

Fang Xiaowu didn't have to do this, he almost fell asleep, and if he really fell asleep, it would be tantamount to not succeeding.

Fang Xiaowu took a breath softly, his heart sank, and he guarded the spiritual platform to prevent himself from being stunned by the power of the wooden fish's voice.

However, the "soft power" of the wooden fish voice was stronger than one wave, and no matter how hard Fang Xiaowu tried to defend the spiritual platform, he couldn't control his emotions, and he always had a feeling of dizziness.

It was only at this time that Fang Xiaowu knew the true power of Muyu's voice.

If the previous sound of the wooden fish was a huge wave, Fang Xiaowu could withstand it as long as he continued to stabilize his mind, and at most it would be a little difficult.

But now, in addition to being a huge wave, the sound of the wooden fish will also attack people's minds, Fang Xiaowu is not only hard, but also greatly disturbed mentally, if he is not careful, his mind will be broken, and he will fall.

"I can't go on like this, I have to think of something else. ”

Fang Xiaowu's thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly thought of a way to resolve the sound of the wooden fish, and immediately used it.

On the other hand, as the first gatekeeper, it is impossible for Zen Master Zhikong to let Fang Xiaowu pass the pass easily, because this matter is not only related to his face, but also to the reputation of Tianyin Temple, if Fang Xiaowu really wants to pass his pass, it will be equivalent to a slap in the face and embarrass him.

Therefore, in such a situation, even if Zen Master Zhikong did not exert all his strength, he also used eighty percent of his strength to make Fang Xiaowu admit defeat within an hour.

Time passed quickly, and seeing that it was a moment later, Fang Xiaowu smiled, sat and didn't move, as if a senior monk had settled down.

At this time, there is only a quarter of an hour left.

Zen Master Zhikong didn't feel a little anxious.

As a peerless powerhouse, if even Fang Xiaowu can't help it, what qualifications does he have in the future to be the protector of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Tianyin Temple?

In an instant, Zen Master Zhikong increased his strength for the last time, expecting that even if Fang Xiaowu had the strength to enter the peak of the Holy Realm, it would be impossible for him to resist it, and he would have to faint.

Unexpectedly, no matter how powerful the sound of the wooden fish he knocked out, there was no way to affect Fang Xiaowu.

Fang Xiaowu was still sitting still, as if he hadn't heard the sound of the wooden fish.

"Could it be...... Could it be that this young man's strength is not below the old man?" Zen Master Zhikong couldn't help but think to himself.

Just when the time was coming, Zen Master Zhikong was really anxious, even if he didn't go all out, he also used ninety percent of his strength to sound the last wooden fish, and it was endless.

However, the sound of the wooden fish lasted until the time came, and it failed to "move" Fang Xiaowu in the slightest, which meant that Fang Xiaowu had passed the first level. The protector of the Sound Temple's Scripture Pavilion?

In an instant, Zen Master Zhikong increased his strength for the last time, expecting that even if Fang Xiaowu had the strength to enter the peak of the Holy Realm, it would be impossible for him to resist it, and he would have to faint.

Unexpectedly, no matter how powerful the sound of the wooden fish he knocked out, there was no way to affect Fang Xiaowu.

Fang Xiaowu was still sitting still, as if he hadn't heard the sound of the wooden fish.

"Could it be...... Could it be that this young man's strength is not below the old man?" Zen Master Zhikong couldn't help but think to himself.

Just when the time was coming, Zen Master Zhikong was really anxious, even if he didn't go all out, he also used ninety percent of his strength to sound the last wooden fish, and it was endless.

However, the sound of the wooden fish lasted until the time came, and it failed to "move" Fang Xiaowu in the slightest, which meant that Fang Xiaowu had passed the first level.