Chapter 1: Xiao Yan wants to return to the vulgar

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To make a long story short, Xiao Yan, a doctor in a psychiatric hospital, had an accident during electrotherapy and was electrocuted.

When he woke up, he found himself in time.

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"Internal strength, three layers!Level: low!"

Monk Huiren looked at the aura of internal strength emanating from Xiao Yan's body, and said this indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, laughter rang out from the entire Jinshan Temple, and even the abbot's dog barked a few times disdainfully, and then poured urine on the abbot's bald head, who was sleeping lazily.

"With such strength, you still want to challenge the Eighteen Arhat Formation, which is still vulgar? ”

"How promising is it to be a monk well, but you want to return to the vulgar? Could it be that the charm of the old man is not enough? This can't keep him?"

"Uh...... Master Huili, don't be disgusting anymore. Yours so short ......"

"yes, wait, how do you know he's short......? I seem to know something......"

All kinds of ridicule came from all directions, Xiao Yan didn't care at all, whether it was before or after the crossing, he was destined to become the protagonist of the story.

It is estimated that this started when his parents gave him the name Xiao Yan, or the name of the protagonist of a certain novel.

Xiao Yan swaggered into the Luohan Hall, as long as he passed the eighteen Arhat Formation, he could return to the vulgar, and it was really troublesome to cross over to the monk.

This time, he was well prepared, especially when he met the disdainful gaze of the eighteen monks in front of him.

The protagonist was despised before pretending to be forced, Xiao Yan has read online novels, and he understands this routine.

I heard that the monks who cultivated the Eighteen Arhat Formations were particularly prone to heat, so in order to facilitate heat dissipation......

However, these eighteen Arhat formations are really naked...... Caterpillar...... cough cough cough ......

Not to be outdone, Xiao Yan responded to the equally disdainful gazes of the eighteen disgusting monks.

"You're going down the mountain?"

Eighteen monks asked in unison.

"That's right!"

Xiao Yan said lightly.

"That'...... Then step over our corpses!" the monk's words were not new at all, and after speaking, he set up his formation and prepared to engage in battle.

"Xiao Yan, the one hundred and eighth challenge to the Eighteen Arhat Formation! Begin!" Elder Huiren knocked on the wooden fish on the table, which meant that the level had begun.

The Luohan Hall was crowded with people, and they were tired of watching Xiao Yan's joke.

"I heard that Xiao Yan was a genius in the past, and his internal strength was ten layers a year ago. Why is it now a three-story story? Instead of going forward, it's going backwards?"

"Hmph, this guy, I used to pretend to be forced, and I said that I was going to find some strange fire, after being struck by lightning a year ago, I became lazy and lazy, and I thought about going down the mountain to the Qinglou every day...... I don't practice martial arts...... It would be nice to have three layers of internal forces......"

"That's how it is...... But with such strength, then dare to challenge the Eighteen Arhat Formation, you must know that even our abbot may not be able to pass the test......"

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The abbot, who was far away in the meditation room, sneezed, rolled over and continued to sleep.

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"Are you serious? This Xiao Yan is just a clown who can't help himself. ”

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Xiao Yan in the center of the Luohan Hall also opened his position at this time, and his horse steps were steady and steady, constantly urging the internal force on his body, this time...... Be sure to go down!

As a traverser, when you walk out of the monk's temple, you will definitely be able to mix well outside, and the novels are all written like this, that is, there must be nothing wrong.

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The eighteen arhats seemed to feel the movement of Xiao Yan's internal force, and their expressions became solemn.

Xiao Yan just raised his head, his eyes were dark, and the eighteen Arhats directly stacked the Arhats...... crushed him under him......

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A mouthful of blood spit out, and Xiao Yan was crushed into a serious injury: "Mom, ......"

This was just a matter of a moment, and Xiao Yan completely exerted the strength that a weak chicken should have to the extreme.

"Throw in the towel!"

Eighteen Arhats spoke out at the same time.

Although it was expected, the monks in the Luohan Hall still laughed so much that people were on their backs.

Elder Huiren shook his head and sighed softly. He also witnessed the depravity of Xiao Yan, a genius, if he hadn't pretended to be forced a year ago, he wouldn't have been struck by that thunderbolt, and he had been practicing martial arts hard, and he might still have a chance today.

It's a pity.

Is it over?

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In everyone's schadenfreude, the corners of Xiao Yan's mouth slid a trace of arc.

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Although he was stacked under more than a dozen Arhats, he was still calm, and his movements were calm and elegant.

It's as if you've practiced it a thousand times.

His right hand reached into the placket and pulled out something.

???

"Oh my God!"

When some monks saw Xiao Yan's action, they couldn't help but tremble.

"Look, what is Xiao Yan going to do? ”

"It is very likely that last time, I suddenly took out a lot of snakes from my arms, and wanted to pass the test, and I really almost let the big snake eat the caterpillars of the eighteen Arhats. ”

"Hmph, it's just a small skill of carving insects, but that snake is really umami...... Sin ...... sin"

“...... Shh......h

This year, it's not easy to get along, Xiao Yan seems to have changed after being struck by lightning, and he has become nervous.

The style of acting is strange and unpredictable.

Huiren snorted coldly, and said with disdain on his face: "Any conspiracy and trickery is vulnerable in the face of absolute strength. ”

Of course, most of the monks present had the same idea as Elder Huiren, but ...... This Xiao Yan ...... He was neurotic......

"Look at it!

At this moment, Xiao Yan's hand crossed an arc.

Swish......

Simple movements, after thousands or hundreds of targeted exercises, can become very scary.

This is what Xiao Yan learned in a mental hospital.

"Yikes!"

The powder was flying all over the sky, and the eighteen Arhats looked confused.

Elder Huiren's face changed at the moment, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Be careful!

This is not the first time this method has been used, the last time Elder Huiren saw it in the abbot's room, he blinded the abbot's eyes for a month, and now he can only recuperate in the meditation room every day.

At this time, the abbot's dog in the meditation room seemed to sense something, shivered, and urinated on the abbot's bald head, and then slipped away satisfied, and went down the mountain to hook up with the little.

"Despicable and shameless! A monk should use such indiscriminate means! What a shame for Buddhism!"

Many monks also scolded.

The Eighteen Arhats were obviously not idle people, and when they heard Elder Huiren's reminder, they hurriedly blocked their eyes with their hands.

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"Heh......" Xiao Yan sneered, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became larger.

A phrase from the director of the psychiatric hospital rang in his head: Please don't communicate with our patients with normal thinking, or you will die a miserable death.

The monks at the scene were filled with righteous indignation, but fortunately there was a reminder from Elder Huiren that the eighteen Arhats should not have been overshadowed.

Although the mouth is full of powder, the eyes are fine and will not affect the combat effectiveness.

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“...... This ......"

The first person who noticed that the situation didn't seem to be quite right was Elder Huiren, but ...... What's wrong?

The eighteen Arhats were unscathed, and the mockery on their faces was even stronger.

"Huh?"

It's just that the next moment, the expression on the face of the Eighteen Arhats slowly became solemn, which ......

"What is this?"

The Eighteen Arhats still couldn't believe it, and asked with wide eyes.

"This one is cheap for yours, it's delicious. Xiao Yan was stunned, and continued to explain very seriously: "The pig I caught with a lot of effort. ”

"Damn!! isn't this lime powder...... It's pork powder!

The face of the eighteen Arhats turned pale, and the whole person seemed to have stepped away, and his eyes were dull, like a little resentful woman who had been forced.

"What's going on?" Elder Huiren looked confused, and couldn't help but step forward to find out, and as he slowly approached, his face turned pale, and he muttered something in his mouth, as if in disbelief.

The other monks in the Luohan Hall couldn't hear what they were saying, and obviously didn't understand what was going on, and some monks who were closer to Elder Huiren heard some of Huiren's muttering, and couldn't help but become silent. It wasn't until the monk next to him asked that he whispered a discussion.

There were many monks in the Luohan Hall, but they were all whispering, and none of them dared to speak loudly.

This is a taboo, a taboo in Buddhism, especially in Jinshan Temple, eating meat is a violation of the meat precept.

"It's horrible, it's horrible...... I've broken my vows! I'm going to hell!"

Finally, an arhat swallowed the powder in his mouth, stared at Xiao Yan with his eyes, and roared loudly in collapse.

The other Arhats also fell to the ground one after another, looking loveless.

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But...... At the moment when Luo Han fell to the ground, the tip of his tongue secretly added powder to his lips, and then licked it again.

This......

It's really fragrant......

"Stop him!"

Huiren was the first to react, Xiao Yan had already rushed out when the eighteen arhats were enjoying themselves.

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