At the beginning of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I can transfer experience

Chapter 24 Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda

After spending three hundred points of calamity energy to transfer the experience required for practicing the Dead Wood Kung Fu to the blink of an eye, Chen Shuai heard a series of reminders in his mind. He couldn't help but said: "System, don't remind me again when the experience value increases in the future."

Otherwise, he would probably be annoyed to death by these notification sounds.

As if after hearing Chen Shuai's complaint, the system stopped beeping, and his mind suddenly became much quieter.

"It's a pity that Jifa is crazy, otherwise he could refresh my tribulation energy."

After the joy was a touch of sadness. Without the precepts to visit the Sutra Pavilion every night, how could he live in the future?

"Junior Brother Jieshuai, what's wrong with your eyes?"

A monk nearby who came to borrow scriptures saw Chen Shuai blinking and couldn't help but asked in confusion.

Chen Shuai came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay, there's sand in it."

The man just asked casually. After hearing Chen Shuai's words, he didn't pay attention and continued to lower his head and read the scriptures.

Chen Shuai turned his attention to Dead Wood Kung Fu.

Although he had not been practicing for a long time, he had finally gotten started. He finally understood why Xuanwu said that once he practiced this technique, not even the eminent monks of Futu Temple would be able to notice the fact that he was practicing it.

"This skill is similar to the Breath Condensation Technique. No, no, how can you say that a father is like a son? The Breath Condensation Technique is obviously not as good as the Dead Wood Technique. This is a skill that hides one's own cultivation to the extreme. Law."

Chen Shuai was thoughtful. After practicing the Dead Wood Technique, he felt that his cultivation had become more obscure, as if it were dead wood, and the real thing was fake, but in fact, the dead wood can still revive with spring.

In other words, the more he practices the Dead Wood Technique, the more Chen Shuai behaves like an ordinary person, because many of the effects of his practice have been withered by this technique. On the outside, he looks like dead wood, but on the inside, he is like a dead tree.

Unless Chen Shuai thinks about it, no one else would find out that he is a martial arts practitioner.

"By the way, I remember Xuan Wu once said that once I got started with the Dead Wood Technique, I would go to sweep the floor in front of the pagoda. At Xu time every day, I would have already finished my shift. No wonder when I was on the first floor, he would sweep the floor every time. He would always take a broom when he left, and I thought he loved sweeping the floor as much as I did.”

It doesn't look like it now.

Suddenly, Chen Shuai thought of Xuan Wu's dying instructions. Now that he had started to learn the Dead Wood Kung Fu, it was time to fulfill his promise.

The seemingly leisurely but busy time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, Chen Shuai ushered in his time to get off work. However, he did not leave. There were still two or three hours before Xu Shi, so he continued to stay on the second floor.

When Xu Shi was still half an hour away, Chen Shuai went downstairs. At this time, the golden crow fell to the ground and was rendered golden, shining on Jiese's head, making it particularly dazzling.

"Junior brother, Commander-in-Chief."

Jie Se was practicing Arhat Fist again, again in the morning and at night. It seemed that all his free time was spent practicing Arhat Fist. When he saw Chen Shuai, he said hello,

"Senior Brother Jingse."

Chen Shuai replied politely. Jiese saw the broom in Chen Shuai's hand and couldn't help but wonder: "Junior brother Jieshuai, are you holding the broom in preparation?"

"I see that there are many dead leaves on the path leading to the Sutra Pavilion, so I plan to sweep them away."

Chen Shuai smiled and said, squinting his eyes but blinking constantly, which looked a little weird.

Fortunately, Jiese didn't notice this. He watched Chen Shuai leave with a bit of admiration in his eyes:
"No wonder the broom is so damaged. It turns out that Junior Brother Jishuai loves sweeping the floor so much. Amitabha, I will practice martial arts like Junior Brother Jishuai in the future. I will practice it more than once every day!"

In front of the pagoda.

Chen Shuai, who is becoming more and more sensitive to aura, can feel the mottled evil aura in the tower.

It is said that many great demons and ghost generals are imprisoned inside, and some have even survived for hundreds of years.

The pagoda has seven levels in total, which comes from the saying that "saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda".

After Chen Shuai observed for a moment, he restrained his breath and waited for the passage of time.

Soon, when the time came, Chen Shuai picked up the broom and swept the floor around the pagoda.He didn't dare to get too close to the pagoda. Anyway, he chose to sweep the floor around the pagoda, which was even a few hundred meters away!

It takes half an hour to scan, which is an hour. Others might find it boring to scan, but for Chen Shuai it is not boring at all. He devotes himself to practicing. Who can compare with him.

Xu was the first day of sweeping the floor, and everything was full of freshness, so time passed quickly. Chen Shuai didn't even notice that an hour had passed. When he looked up, the sky was dark.

"It's time to go back."

Chen Shuai took the broom and turned around to leave.

In the next few days, Chen Shuai had one more task, which was to go to the pagoda to sweep the floor at midnight.

But for him, it had little impact.

On this day, Chen Shuai came to the pagoda to sweep the floor as always.

"Who are you?"

Not long after scanning, Chen Shuai heard someone questioning him.

Chen Shuai turned around and was startled when he saw the other party's clothes. He was a real senior brother.

"Senior brother, I am the Commander-in-Chief."

Chen Shuai replied, and the next moment his eyes fell on the other person's hand. It was a white kitten, but the tail was pink.

When Chen Shuai's eyes came into contact with the white cat's eyes, he seemed to see charming figures in a daze.

Their skin is like snow, their appearance is as beautiful as flowers, and their clothes are riddled with holes.

It looks like a human from a distance, but it looks like a half-human and half-cat up close, with two white cat ears and a pink tail, winking at Chen Shuai.

"Is this Cat Lady?"

The moment he saw them, Chen Shuai's memory was instantly brought back to his previous life. The costumes were so similar.

"This cat is challenging my weakness!"

Chen Shuai blinked and saw that the group of cat girls were getting closer to him, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Bold!"

At this moment, Senior Brother Zhen Zhiren shouted loudly, pulling Chen Shuai back from reality.

"You monster, you dare to confuse people in front of me, you deserve to die!"

The other party grabbed the white cat, criticized the other party fiercely, and then reinforced the Buddha's seal on her.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

After doing this, Senior Brother Zhenzhi looked at Chen Shuai with concern.

"I am fine."

Chen Shuai smiled calmly, this temptation really couldn't seduce him.

Hearing this, Senior Brother Zhenzhi was very satisfied with Chen Shuai's performance: "Junior Brother, I have seen many people who were tempted by the cat demon, but there are not many who are as solid as a rock like you. It can be seen that Junior Brother has a Buddha-like heart. Iron!"

The other party praised Chen Shuai, and then planned to expel the cat demon into the pagoda. Chen Shuai looked carefully, and when the other party made a trick on his hand, a stream of light appeared on the cat demon. At this moment, Chen Shuai spoke:
"I dare to ask, senior brother, why did you capture the cat demon and not kill it, but instead imprisoned him in the pagoda?"

(End of this chapter)