Time flies, and it is eight years in the blink of an eye.

"Jiang Liu'er, do you know how long you've been in Jinshan Temple?" Abbot Faming asked, closing his eyes and holding the Buddha beads in his hands.

Jiang Qiyu sat on a futon in the back, holding his chin in his hand and was distracted, hearing this question, he suddenly came back to his senses: "Master, there should be eight spring and autumn periods!"

Abbot Faming nodded, and said in his heart: "This kid is really smart, he hasn't cried or made trouble since he was a child, no one taught him, and he actually remembers the memories of coming from when he was a child!"

Fa Ming asked, and then there was no follow-up, still chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, participating in Zen and enlightenment.

"It's been eight years, and my body has grown a lot, so I should be able to start training!" Jiang Qiyu's heart was about to move, in order not to damage his body, he didn't start exercising according to the method in his mind in the past few years.

At this time, Abbot Faming seemed to be aware of Jiang Qiyu's heart, "Jiang Liu'er, don't be distracted, concentrate on reciting Buddhist scriptures!"

"Yes, master!"

Jiang Qiyu sat up straight, holding a thick Buddhist scripture and reciting it in a low voice.

After finishing the morning's homework, it was already close to noon, and after lunch, Jiang Qiyu quickly slipped out of the presiding courtyard and came to the Dharma Academy to watch a few senior brothers practice martial arts.

Fu Demon Fist, Sweeping Ground, Dharma Stick Method, Vajra Finger, Nine-section Whip, Iron Head Skill......

More than 20 senior brothers of the Dharma Academy have different unique skills, playing tiger and tiger style on the training ground, from time to time there is a sound of air explosion, mixed with the drinking in the mouth, which is very lively.

"Yo, Xiao Liu'er, come to see us practice again, so interested, in a few years, let the first seat of our Damo Academy pass on your martial arts!" A fat monk with a fat head and big ears saw Jiang Qiyu squatting on the side and laughed loudly.

"Senior Brother Zhihu, my master said that I only need to meditate and comprehend the Dharma, and don't let me practice martial arts!" Jiang Qiyu said bitterly.

When he was two and a half years old before, he asked the abbot of Fa Ming if he could come to the Dharma Academy to practice martial arts, but the old abbot said meaningfully that he was born of Buddha light, and he was only suitable for contemplating and understanding the deep Buddhist scriptures, and he would have a strong protector to follow in the future.

At this time, Jiang Qiyu realized that this old abbot was not a simple character, and he seemed to know something terrible, or which Bodhisattva had secretly dialed it.

Of course, he has powerful protectors, or three, a monkey, a pig and a water demon.

Jiang Qiyu dispelled the idea of going to the Dharma Academy to learn martial arts, after all, those martial arts were some mortal martial arts, and if they learned to deal with robbers and thieves at most, they couldn't defeat demons and monsters who knew magic powers.

Come here, just to kill time, although this Jinshan Temple is big, but there are only a few interesting places.

Zhihu touched his bare head and said with a smile: "Being favored by the abbot shows that you are not a shallow Buddha, don't live up to the abbot's expectations!"

Jiang Qiyu was too lazy to speak, held his chin and looked at it for a while, and felt bored and turned around and went to the vicinity of the bell tower.

The bell tower is rarely set foot here after noon, and only in the morning and evening are the monks who are on duty come here to ring the bell.

The bell tower has three floors, and Jiang Qiyu didn't climb it, but found the side against the wall, and began to do push-ups after lying down.

One!

Two!

Three!

...

Fifteen!

The first thirty of the small body seemed to be very laborious, and from the forty, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my arms.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Qiyu continued to insist on it in order not to become a monster in the future.

It's getting slower.

Fifty-one!

Fifty-two!

...

Seventy-five!

At this point, Jiang Qiyu's arms were already trembling a little, and although the eight-year-old body was a little stronger than that of ordinary children, it was also a mortal body in the end.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and a gust of wind and sand blew in, rolling up the small monk's robe, and the earth and sand entered the mouth of the breathing mouth.

"Phew..."

Jiang Qiyu got up and sat up for a while, spitting out the sand in his mouth.

"It's still a bit laborious, can you do half of it first!" Jiang Qiyu rubbed his arm that was a little swollen and numb, closed his eyes and looked at the data in his mind.

[Push-ups]: 0/100×N

[Sit-ups]: 0/100×N

[Squatting and standing]: 0/100×N

[10km Run]: 0/10×N

[Normal]: Mortal level 0

[Serious]: Mortal level 0

[Anger]: Mortal level 0

Sure enough, there was not a trace of change, and it seemed that it had to reach a hundred to be counted as a group.

Jiang Qiyu rested for a while, lay down and continued to do push-ups.

Seventy-six!

Seventy-seven!

...

Ninety-eight!

Ninety-nine!

One hundred!

When he had done a full hundred, Jiang Qiyu sat down on the ground, breathed in a big breath of air, and closed his eyes again to check the data, but it made him a little broken.

How... How can there not be a trace of change?!

Jiang Qiyu was a little distressed, found a lawn to lie down and rest for a while, and then began to try to do sit-ups.

Sit-ups are a little easier for him and feel a little easier than push-ups.

This time he didn't dare to rest, and did a hundred sit-ups in a row, and then checked the data.

[Push-ups]: 0/100×N

[Sit-ups]: 1/100×N

[Squatting and standing]: 0/100×N

[10km Run]: 0/10×N

[Normal]: Mortal level 0

[Serious]: Mortal level 0

[Anger]: Mortal level 0

"It turns out that you can't stop in the middle, it's difficult, it's estimated that it's difficult to do a hundred push-ups in one go~" Jiang Qiyu sighed, "Let's do the others first!"

After a hundred squatting and doing it in one go, I felt that my thighs were sore, and I was a little trembling when I walked.

Next is a ten-kilometer run, and Jiang Qiyu, who is very well known, chose to jog, like a turtle speed, not even as fast as a brisk walk.

Jogging like this, he grinned when he came down or up the stairs, and the squatting just now had made his legs cramp a little.

Jog around the entire Jinshan Temple, starting from the bell tower, follow the stone path past the Dharma Protector Hall, the Drum Tower, the Patriarch Hall, then pass through the stone steps between the Dharma Hall and the apse of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and then pass through the Garan Hall and return to the bell tower.

This circle down to say that there are more than 2,000 meters, although the Jinshan Temple at this time is complete, but the area is far less than other large temples, at most it is a small temple. Among them, there are more than 300 monks. Among them, there are more than 160 monks of various colors belonging to various institutes, and the rest of the miscellaneous disciples account for nearly half, and there are some resident pilgrims.

Jinshan Temple really can be called the great virtue of the monks, and only their abbot Fa Ming, it is said that the Buddha bones have been cultivated, the good deeds are complete, and after sitting down, you can ascend to the Pure Land of Bliss, and get the Arhat fruit position.

Along the way, many little novices or novices pointed at him, and they couldn't figure out what the little novice who was picked up by the abbot was running wildly.

Jiang Qiyu didn't care about them, ran with his head bored, and said hello when he met a familiar senior brother, and by the second lap, Jiang Qiyu's speed had slowed down to the point that he was not as fast as walking.

In this way, it was not until near the evening that Jiang Qiyu finished running ten kilometers, and when he saw the data displaying: [10 kilometers long-distance run]: 1/10×N, he directly ignored the image and lay on the grass on the side.

After resting for an hour, Jiang Qiyu dragged his heavy body back to his small room.

This room was originally a firewood room, but later Abbot Faming asked people to make it into a small room, and Jiang Qiyu, who was one and a half years old, slept here.

Jiang Qiyu lay on the bed, and the surroundings gradually fell silent, the birds returned to their nests, and the sound of insects gradually rose.

An hour later, when the night came, but his golden finger still didn't move, Jiang Qiyu couldn't help but be a little curious, "Could it be that you have to complete all the training before something happens?"

Jiang Qiyu touched his head, which was already a little hairy, and there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, there was no dinner in the temple, he had two meals a day since he was a child, and now he was used to it.

Today's workout made him hungry a little fast, and his whole body had rested at this time, although his muscles were sore, but it did not affect his movements.

Quietly got out of bed, pushed open the door with a "squeak", and slipped into the cooking room, where the pot was covered with some leftovers from today, which he planned to use to make vegetable soup or soup tomorrow.

Jiang Qiyu pushed open the lid of the pot, took out a pot of cakes and nibbled on it, the entrance was cold, but it did not affect his appetite at all.

"It would be nice if there was a pot of sauerkraut fish, no matter how sweet and sour the tenderloin is, it would be fine..."Jiang Qiyu thought silently in his heart.

I'm afraid that at this moment, if you come, you can't count it, and the person who has arranged it is drooling over meat food.