By the time Su Ming finished the morning class, the sun outside happened to be hanging overhead.

At this time, it was time for lunch.

After eating some food in the dining hall to fill his stomach, Su Ming returned to his room and prepared to take a lunch break.

You must know that before this, it was impossible for Su Ming to have such treatment!

Originally, as an ordinary disciple of the Luohan Academy, he had to find time to deal with some odd and miscellaneous matters when he had a little leisure.

But now he is the Buddha of Shaolin Temple.

Dirty work like before, naturally, it is impossible for him to take his turn again.

After returning to the room, Su Ming lay directly on his bed.

saw him pillow with his hands on his hands, his legs crossed, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

That kind of expression, it's so pleasant!

To be honest, before Su Ming crossed over, every meal was basically meatless.

He had thought that the food at the Shaolin Temple might not be much better.

But after some attempts, Su Ming had to admit that these meals cooked in Shaolin Temple were really a must.

Never before had he had such an appetite as he did today.

In one breath just now, I directly dried five bowls of rice.

Now, he can't hold on to it.

Touching his somewhat round belly, Su Ming suddenly burped.

After he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but start thinking about his great cause of seeking death again.

As the saying goes, life never ends, and death does not stop!

Although he failed to take the death before, in the final analysis, it was because there were too many uncontrollable factors.

But these factors did not prevent Su Ming from continuing to run towards this small goal.

But just as he was about to redeploy the new plan, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Knock knock –

This series of voices sounded, directly breaking up all the several ideas that Su Ming had managed to condense.

He couldn't help but frown and looked at the door.

At this moment, a rather familiar voice happened to come from outside.

"Are you there?"

"Brother Jiese, are you in the room?"

"Senior Brother Jiese, don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're here, please open the door, junior brother, I have something important to look for you!"

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Hearing this voice, Su Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Needless to say, it must be the force of the precept again!

But think about it, today's Shaolin, with his current identity, it is estimated that except for the little monk Jiexian, I am afraid that no one will dare to slap the door of his room so arrogantly and forcefully.

Su Ming originally planned to dry this little monk, but listening to the other party's tone, it seemed that there was something urgent, so he rolled over from the bed.

Opening the door, Su Ming deliberately kept a straight face, and said in an unkind tone: "What's the matter with me!" ”

"Actually, there's nothing else to do, by the way, senior brother who quit sex, senior brother sees that your complexion is a little wrong, didn't you sleep well last night?"

In the face of Su Ming's cold violence, Jiexian didn't seem to notice it, only to see him blink his eyes twice with a cute face, and then respond with a smile.

"I'm tired of my junior brother, your senior brother and I had a good sleep quality last night!" Su Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that you are looking for me, just to tell me this?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiexian seemed to think of something, and patted the back of his head with hindsight, and then said with a look of annoyance: "Look at my memory, I almost forgot about it, and the abbot specially asked me to inform my senior brother!" ”

"The abbot said that the senior brother is now the Buddha of Shaolin Temple, and in addition to the normal homework every day, he also needs to study Buddhism more, practice martial arts diligently, and strive to enter the product as soon as possible!"

"So from now on, Senior Brother must take an hour out every day to go to the Dharma Academy to practice!"

"And the first seat of the Dharma Academy will also personally guide you in the cultivation of your martial arts path!"

"Senior brother, this is a great creation, you must know that the Dharma Academy is the highest martial arts hall in my temple, how many fellow brothers have sharpened their heads and want to go, junior brother, I will congratulate my senior brother first!"

However, Su Ming's answer made Jiexian a little baffled.

"Dare to ask my junior brother, if I go to the Dharma Academy to practice, will I encounter a crisis, or will my life be in danger?"

Su Ming's sudden question directly made Jiexian stunned on the spot.

Half an hour later!

When Jiexian came back to his senses, he immediately looked at Su Ming and replied with some certainty.

"Senior Brother Hui, although the senior brother has never practiced in the Dharma Academy before, the original intention of the abbot and the first seat should be to help the senior brother improve his cultivation as soon as possible, if you want to say whether you will encounter danger to your life or something, this is probably not there!"

As soon as Jiexian finished speaking, Su Ming suddenly felt that the so-called Dharma Academy's cultivation became boring in an instant.

"If there is not even the slightest danger, then what's the point of me going to this Dharma Academy to practice?"

Feeling the strong sense of loss contained in Su Ming's words, Jiexian felt that his whole person was not good.

It must be known that the Dharma Academy is the highest martial arts temple in Shaolin.

But whoever has practiced in it, the future martial arts achievements will be at least a middle and third-grade martial artist!

Among them, there is no shortage of martial artists of the upper three grades!

I don't know how many disciples want to enter the Dharma Academy to practice, but they can't!

Even the precepts and sages also regard entering the Damo Academy as their lifelong pursuit.

But Senior Brother Qu Se actually put on such a disdainful look.

At this moment, Jiexian only felt that his heart had suffered 10,000 critical blows.

If Jiexian was also a modern time-traveling person, he would definitely curse in his heart, 'Damn, let him pretend again!' ’