A folding fan, with murderous intent and bone-splitting coldness, shrouded the monk's heart.

Suddenly attacked, although the opportunity was missed, but after all, ...... He is a monk! He is a monk who digs people's graves, and he is a monk who is also indiscriminate, and he is the same ...... Shameless monk......

The defense of the purple gold bowl is too late to be released. The scholar's attack came in an instant. In this case, the monk gave full play to his shameless instinct, an instinct carved into the bones, an instinctive response of the body that can be made without thinking through the brain.

He lifted his ...... One foot, fighting hard for his eyes, kicked Zhou Sheng's life.

This kick concentrated his life's strength and concentrated the huge strength of his whole body. Once hit, the gods and Buddhas made of steel will also be extinct.

This is not the kick he kicked the old way, the monk didn't kick to the middle of the place at all, but this kick is a kick related to life and death, and it must definitely be kicked in the right place.

The folding fan comes first, and the foot comes later.

The steel needle should be able to pierce the monk's eyes first, and the venom on it can make the monk injured most of them, and the battle will be won, but Zhou Sheng can no longer dodge that kick......

It all happened in an instant, and there was no time to think.

Zhou Sheng's lower body was slightly cold, his body instinctively avoided it, and the folding fan was also deviated, but the steel needle also pierced one of the monk's earlobes......

......

As soon as he fought back, in the first round, Zhou Sheng spent half a day to get the first opportunity to consume, hurting one of the monk's earlobes!

The monk was shocked, and the pepper water on it splashed in a circle, piercing the thick frozen soil and hitting small eyes on the ground.

He opened his eyes, his face twitched, and there was a small eye on his ear, which was faintly blue-black, and then half of his ear was blackened, and gradually spread to his face.

The monk felt that his ears were a little itchy, and scratched it vigorously, scratching out a hand of black blood. The itch was even worse, and he dropped the ear, took it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, and laughed hee-hee-haha.

"Scholar, what do you think of my ears?"

"It's not delicious, it's not as chewy as pig's ears, and it doesn't taste good when you drink wine, so how about feeding it to the dog?"

"Good idea, I'll find a dog tomorrow to try the taste of my ears."

"You won't live tomorrow!"

"Not necessarily!"

Zhou Sheng attacked, pulled out the whip, and hit the monk's bald head.

The monk lost one of his ears, and it always looked a little asymmetrical and a little weird. Half of his cheek was covered with black blood.

But the ear is only used to collect sounds. It's not a hand, it's not a leg, and although it's not good-looking, it has no effect on combat power.

As soon as the monk broke out, his mental power entered the purple gold bowl to defend the whole body. The Zen staff is close to attack, and the Buddha beads are far away, and there is really no flaw.

Although Zhou Sheng is brave, he must also guard against the Buddha beads.

Seeing that the monk was divided into three uses, Zhou Sheng's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he gave this Buddha bead to the monk, just wanting this picture to restrain part of the monk's mind.

As for dealing with Buddha beads, there is no need for Zhou Sheng, after all, Zhou Sheng ...... Not alone.

"Three remnant gods, come out for me and swallow this rotten bead into your stomach."

"Yes, master"

The three remnant gods were crossed, and they absolutely obeyed Zhou Sheng's orders, and with a brush, it was like a dragon playing with beads, flying up and swallowing like beads, holding them in their mouths.

They no longer have stomachs, so they can only put them in their mouths, swallow six of them, and close their teeth tightly. The beads slammed left and right in it, making their gills quite funny and deformed.

Taking advantage of this effort, Zhou Sheng's whip had already smashed on the monk's defensive light curtain.

The whip made in the heart of this tree is, to put it bluntly, a wooden stick, and it is best to knock people.

The hard wooden stick, coupled with Zhou Sheng's strength of 10,000 catties of 10,000 catties, exerted no matter how big the liliang was, only to hear a thunderclap on the ground, "boom", which shook the windows of the neighbors' houses.

The villagers of Wenting Street have been unlucky for the past two nights, there are people fighting every night, and they don't let people sleep......

......

The first fight could be an accident, the second time you can't have an accident, and tomorrow you have to quarrel again.

......

The whip of the god collapsed, and the old wooden stick snapped and broke in half from the middle. Zhou Sheng's thumb and little finger were numb from the shock, and the tiger's mouth cracked open and bled out.

The monk was even more uncomfortable, after all, he was the one who was beaten, and the purple gold bowl was directly knocked to the side, although his body did not move, it was much more serious than the shock flying out. was shocked away, and he could still unload some of his strength, but his body didn't move, but he endured most of the force.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the monk's mouth, but his eyes were brighter, and the golden Zen staff was directly thrown aside.

His hands were sealed, and the corners of his mouth were cracked, revealing forty white teeth, no more, no less. The next moment, a ...... Roared......

The roar was like thunder, and the earth trembled, and the plane tree was buzzed with bark. The tank was shattered, and the ice inside was shattered into ice foam. The ground in the yard was scraped up with a thick layer.

Hearing the sound of fighting outside, Chu Xuan, who was trembling wrapped in the quilt, was stunned. The surrounding neighbors were also so frightened that they wrapped themselves in the quilt.

"The Lion's Roar of Buddhism"

"Six-Character Mantra"

After the roar, Sanskrit characters appeared in the space, like a Buddhist scripture. The six-character mantra of Buddhism, legend has it that after cultivating successfully, you can earn the Bodhisattva position of the six turns of immobility, communicate with the Buddha plane of hundreds of millions of Hengsha, and illuminate the country of thousands of Buddhas.

Moreover, this mantra is most suitable for transit. Once they are transformed, they will abandon their wives and children, devote themselves to the Buddha, and lose the freedom of their minds.

Zhou Sheng was shocked by this roar, and he was attacked by the truth, and he couldn't help but secretly cry out in danger. Biting the tip of his tender tongue, the strong tingling sensation made him slightly sober and hurriedly retreated.

Fortunately, his soul is strong now, otherwise he would have to directly scatter his soul by this roar. This roar is no worse than the thunder of early spring.

......

Zhou Sheng retreated to the plane tree, leaned on the trunk with his back, and shouted in a low voice: "The sky is blue through the ages, ten thousand trees are turned into ashes, I am the most honorable one of the woods, and ten thousand trees listen to my orders and absorb the heavens, the earth and ten thousand trees."

The power of wood from the sycamore tree entered his body, nourishing his cells that had become tired from fighting. Due to the winter, the power of the plane tree is not much, and it is absorbed by him in the blink of an eye, and the old tree becomes withered and loses its vitality, and even if it is next spring, it will not be able to sprout......

Zhou Sheng was re-mentally shocked, and absorbed the power of the wood in the whip, after all, this whip is the heart of wood, and the power of the wood is so strong, more than ten times more than the plane tree.

One by one, the green dots drilled into his body, filled the meridians, and filled the eighteen acupoints, which made the skin of his body faintly green, and the direction where the eighteen acupoints were located turned into a dark green.

In this fight, Zhou Sheng's limits were gradually developed. Absorbing the energy of the wood, his body clicked, breaking a limit, and the strength of his physical body increased by a catty.

A whole 10,000 catties, the power of a giant elephant!!

What is the concept of a giant elephant? A giant elephant, weighing several tons, has a trunk rolled up, and the trees have to be broken by the roots. The elephant's trunk sucks water into the creek and sprays it into the sky, and it rains when it falls. When an elephant's hoof is stepped on, a house made of steel will collapse.

Now in Zhou Sheng's small body, there is a giant elephant hidden, which has become a humanoid beast. He can go and compete with the elephant now.

Cultivating the strength of a reckless ox, he has the power of a brute bull, but Zhou Sheng has the power of a giant elephant. Can a bull be compared to a giant elephant? Just kidding, the physique is not symmetrical. A giant elephant can trample a bull to death.

With strength, Zhou Sheng directly moved a large bluestone from the side and hit the monk's bald head. This big stone was lifted by him, like lifting a rag doll, and this is the real Hercules.

The monk was still chanting the scriptures, and the sound waves were layered up, shaking the space more than once.

Seeing Zhou Sheng coming like a fierce beast, the monk hit Zhou Sheng's chest with a fist. There was a flash of golden light in this fist, and the Buddha refined the golden body, and the body was very hard.

Zhou Sheng didn't dodge either, he confronted him hard, and a stone smashed on his bald head, and with a snap, the bluestone shattered into several pieces. The monk's head was also drenched in flesh and blood, and a crack came out, and Bai Huahua's brain gully could be seen.

Zhou Sheng was punched, his chest collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The two sides come and go, they all fight purely by brute force, punch and kick, and have the demeanor of beast fighting.

Wounds for wounds, kill a thousand, and lose 800 yourself, depending on who can't hold on.

The monk's golden robe was torn, revealing the fat inside, and Zhou Sheng grabbed it again and tore the next piece of meat. On the monk's waist, there is an extra blood socket, faintly revealing the internal organs inside.

The monk hugged Zhou Sheng's head again, pushed his knee on his stomach, and smashed Zhou Sheng's stomach crookedly.

"Monk, the uncle is going to kill you, take your bald head and light the sky lantern!"

"Scholar, the Buddha wants to draw your tendons and pick your skin......"

This fight, which lasted for three hours, rumbled, and finally ended in Zhou Sheng's miserable and narrow victory.

The monk lay on the ground weakly, his body was tattered, with scars, his skull was lifted by Zhou Sheng, and his brain was smashed with a punch, and half of it collapsed. That's it, this monk is still angry, and he didn't kick his legs!

Zhou Sheng was also uncomfortable, his belly was torn by the monk, revealing the intestines inside, and he coiled it up again and stuffed it back.

"Hey, monk, go all the way, Xiaosheng won't send it."

The corner of the monk's mouth showed a touch of bitterness, and there was nothing to worry about when a person was about to die.

"Scholar, don't forget to burn a few incense sticks for the Buddha in the coming year. The Buddha has believed in the Buddha all his life, and he doesn't know if there is a real Buddha in the world. Even if I had, I wouldn't be able to go to the Buddha Kingdom, my life is too sinful, and I should go to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

......

The monk died, and walked peacefully.

Zhou Sheng half-leaned on the withered old tree, covered his cracked belly with one hand, and smiled bitterly: passed!

Tonight's fight, Zhou Sheng understood very well, it was just a test of the Heavenly Fox Sage, who wanted to see if Zhou Sheng had the potential to cultivate.

If you fail, you will be killed by the monk, and if you pass, you will be better cultivated.

In the air in front of Zhou Sheng, it gradually condensed into a Heavenly Fox Sage.

"Yes, little one, I'm very happy with your performance".

The wounds on his body are healing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he is unscathed. The monk's body also evaporated out of thin air, and the place of the fight was restored.

One thought gives birth to heaven and earth!

"Thank you, Sage!"

"Little guy, work hard, as long as you are in the realm of health preservation, you can break through the power of the flesh to the power of eighteen giant elephants, and you have a sixty percent chance of becoming a saint. It's a foundation, and it must reach eighteen heads!"

The Heavenly Fox Sage disappeared, and Zhou Sheng lowered his head and muttered, "Is the power of eighteen giant elephants? No, it must be higher, I, Zhou Sheng, want to be the strongest!"

There was a touch of ambition burning in Zhou Sheng's heart, although the Heavenly Fox Sage was very good to him, but this was more like a high-minded charity, rather than a friend, and his strength was still not enough!

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(End of Volume 1)

PS: This volume is just my explanation of Zhou Sheng's entry into the mysterious door. There is not much to tell in the story, and there are no grievances and hatreds. The next volume is the real beginning of this story, looking at the situation in Kyoto, all kinds of grievances!