"Female devil, dare to do this!"

A loud shout exploded on the cliff like thunder, followed by a sword like a dragon. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The moment the sword light lit up, Li Mochou knew that the comer was a strong enemy, and he didn't dare to leave his hand at the moment, so he swept the dust in his hand forward, wrapped the long sword, and said coldly: "Which of the seven sons of Quanzhen is Your Excellency?"

"Quanzhenqiu is here, punish the devil!"

The long sword in Qiu's hand went out to sea like an angry dragon, breaking free from the shackles. Holding the sword trick in his left hand, stepping on the momentum of the Tiangang Beidou under his feet, the long sword immortal in his hand pointed the way and stabbed Li Mochou's eyebrows, this move is full of energy, strength, strength, style, and force, all of which are just right, and it looks like a mediocre sword, but it can already be said to be the ultimate in true swordsmanship. Mo said that it was a third-generation disciple, even Hao Datong and Sun Buer, who were also the seventh sons of Quanzhen, might not be able to make such a return to the basics.

Silver threads filled the sky, and sword light poured out......

In July of the second year of Chunyou in the Southern Song Dynasty, the entire rivers and lakes were shaken. A monk came from Songshan Shaolin, and a copy of "The Secret Biography of the Five Poisons" broke through the poisonous attack of the red demon head, and finally died calmly. Quanzhen Changchun Zhenrenqiu left Chongyang Palace and stabbed the female demon Li Mochou with a sword. In the following days, the Chixia Villa in Jiangnan, which was protected by the poisonous attack, was completely flattened by the righteous path. Li Mochou disappeared, as if the world had evaporated. The people in the rivers and lakes are grateful for the great virtue of the Shaolin monk, admire his fearlessness of "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell", and respect him as a living Buddha. The cliff was renamed Purgatory Peak, and it has become a popular attraction in the rivers and lakes.

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After walking out of the bronze gate, Wang Chan only felt light, and the face-cutting wind and the abyssless cliff completely disappeared, as if he was in another world. When he came to his senses, he was back in the Overworld, in the dilapidated little meditation room on the majestic mountain.

"Senior Brother Yijie, why are you here?" must have rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, who was also a Shaolin miscellaneous monk.

Wang Chan smiled: "I've been here, this is my room, I'm not here, where else can I be?"

"No way, I just saw that there was no one in your bed. He must have put down his hands, looked at Wang Chan, and said firmly.

"Haha, you must be junior brother, I think you must be too tired from cultivation and dazzled. Tomorrow is the introductory assessment, and it's not good for you to do this. Don't wait for the assessment before you get tired, you still have to pay attention to rest. Wang Chan squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"Is it really that I'm dazzled......" must have muttered softly uncertainly, thinking of tomorrow's assessment, and sure enough, he stopped chasing and lay down to rest.

The wind blows, the lights go out, and the snoring gradually rises.

In the darkness, only Wang Chan sat cross-legged like an old monk sitting still, breathing and exhaling in a unique rhythm.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current, and you can't relax for a day.

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On the second day, the novices in the miscellaneous courtyard got up very early. As soon as the day dawned, a group of little monks had already had breakfast and stood respectfully in the courtyard waiting for the assessment to come. Wang Chan stood in the crowd, without joy or sorrow. During this period, the little chubby dun called Yijing did not forget to cast a provocative glance at him, Wang Chan smiled, without the slightest demeanor of adults who do not care about children, and what he thought about was how to swell Ya's face later.

"Those under the age of fifteen come with me to the Hall of Trials. At this time, a middle-aged monk in a yellow robe walked over, it was Huiming, who was a Shaolin monk.

Having said that, most of the young monks present were eleven or twelve years old, and there were even eight or nine-year-old children, and only Wang Chan stood out from the crowd. Ahem, this is talking about his age, as for his figure, he looks more like a child than a little chubby dunyijing.

Huiming just glanced at Wang Chan, then withdrew his gaze, and in his heart, he had completely thrown this piece of rotten wood that could not be carved into the firewood room of the miscellaneous courtyard.

A group of small novices cautiously followed behind Huiming, all the way around the courtyards of the large and small Buddha halls, the sound of the wooden fish was ethereal and far-reaching, and the sound of chanting washed people's hearts. At this moment, Wang Chan couldn't afford to be angry with the monk.

Eventually, the crowd stopped in front of a courtyard.

In the trial hall, this plaque is hung on the two vermilion pillars in front of the door, which is actually a Buddhist poem.

"Ten years in the east of the river, ten years in the west of the river, don't let the years go to waste; one foot in the door, one foot outside the door, you can know the footsteps to pay attention. ”

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Huien, a total of fifty-eight miscellaneous monks who participated in the assessment this year have all been brought. Huiming stood outside the door, and after whispering the Buddha's name, he spoke.

At this moment, the closed sandalwood door slowly opened, and I could only hear a loud voice inside: "Senior Brother Huiming, I have worked hard for Senior Brother Huiming, today's inner disciple assessment has begun, you all come in." ”

At Huiming's signal, immediately, these small novices with pestles outside rushed in.

The main hall in the trial hall was very large, with hundreds of futons on it, and all the little monks who participated in the assessment found a place to kneel and sit down. Hui Ming followed into the main hall, glanced at Hui En, who was in charge of the assessment work, and bowed his head and walked into the meditation room inside.

No one present knew the content of the assessment better than Wang Chan, and he had failed for three years in a row.

According to the memory in his mind, Wang Chan knew that this trial was called "Wood Beater". The wooden man here is not the kind of wood that you can beat and scold and not fight back, but a kind of Buddhist battle puppet. However, this wooden figure at the bottom just has no combat power, and it is not of much use except for assessing the disciples under the sect.

Shaolin's gold-lettered signboard eighteen bronze figures also belong to a kind of battle puppet. Compared with this wooden man, it is natural to have a heaven and a place, and the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze People are rumored to have infinite power, agile movements, especially tireless, and invulnerable, compared to ordinary Jianghu masters who are also in the same realm, they are more than twice as strong. The thought of going down the mountain to defeat these monsters made Wang Chan feel powerless for a while.

In the small meditation room behind the main hall, three or four monks are sitting or standing. The assessment related to the prosperity of the sect will not let Hui En be responsible alone.

"Senior Brother Huiming, you are most familiar with this group of disciples. Look at this assessment, how many disciples can enter the Warrior Monastery, and how many disciples can enter the Dharma Academy. A middle-aged monk asked with a smile.

"Amitabha, one emptiness, one enlightenment, one purity...... These people's qualifications and talents are not bad, and it is not a problem to enter the Warrior Monastery, but if you want to enter the Dharma Academy, I am afraid that it is still extremely difficult. Hui Ming raised his eyes to look at a thin old monk beside him and spoke. "I don't know what Uncle Zhizhen thinks?"

The thin old monk was obviously napping, and he woke up suddenly when he heard someone calling him, he didn't notice the displeasure of the people around him, and he reached out to wipe the corners of his mouth with a very ungraceful hand, and said, "Is it finally time to eat?"