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

Chapter 3: Perfect Arhat Boxing, a first-class warrior

"Is this guy obsessed with sweeping the floor?"

It rained heavily for three days and nights, and Chen Shuai swept the Sutra Pavilion for three days and three nights. The monks who came to read the scriptures saw Chen Shuai sweeping the floor, and they couldn't help but become curious and stopped to watch.

This made Chen Shuai a little helpless. Although he wanted to practice hard, he was afraid of society. It was enough to be looked at by one or two people. He felt uncomfortable being pointed at by several people.

"These monks have not even given up their curiosity. Their six roots are impure!"

Whenever there are many people, Chen Shuai gives up sweeping the floor and finds a corner to read the scriptures. There is no difference between the Buddhist scriptures in this world and those in the previous life. There are many familiar scriptures in the previous life.

But they are all ordinary scriptures. Chen Shuai once saw the Lankavatara Sutra in the Sutra Pavilion, and wanted to find out if it contained some peerless magical power such as the Nine-Yang Magic Technique. In the end, he spent a long time looking for it in a pile of scriptures. None were found, so I had to give up this unrealistic idea.

During the three days in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the experience value of Luohan Quan did not rise very fast. Fortunately, the weather cleared up on the fourth day. When the rain stopped, Chen Shuai couldn't wait to use a broom to sweep away the fallen leaves, soil and dirt in the yard. Clean all standing water.

When the other monks came and saw that the ground was so smooth and bright, they all started to say "Amitabha" to Chen Shuai. Everyone looked at Chen Shuai with the slightest respect in their expressions.

"Senior Brother Jieshuai really does his duty!"

Jiezhi, who was following the crowd, naturally saw the cheerful Chen Shuai, and couldn't help but sigh, and then his face became firm again.

"Last time, with the encouragement of Senior Brother Jishuai, I have surpassed the precepts in my homework, but not by many. The precepts have been following closely. Remember to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, just like Senior Brother Jieshuai, concentrate on Concentrate on one thing and do it till the end.”

Jiezhi once again realized the spirit of sweeping the floor from Chen Shuai's sweeping action. The relaxation caused by the victory disappeared in the blink of an eye. He became excited and walked into the Sutra Pavilion with his head held high.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Jiezhi came behind Chen Shuai and called in a low voice: "Senior Brother Jieshuai."

Chen Shuai, who heard the voice, looked back at Jiezhi and recognized the monk's robe of Luohan Hall at a glance, so he put down his broom and asked, "Senior brother, what can I do?"

He did not call the other party his junior brother because he was young, and those who were successful came first. The other party entered the Luohan Hall at a young age, which is enough to show his potential. Moreover, despite the other party's young age, his blood has solidified, and he is already a top-level warrior.

"Senior Brother Jieshuai, I want to find a scripture, but I don't know where to put it." Jie Zhi informed him of his purpose, with a burning embarrassment on his face.

After hearing this, Chen Shuai chuckled and asked, "I wonder what scriptures I want to find, senior brother?"

"Prajna Heart Sutra."

Three minutes later, Chen Shuai took the scriptures out of the bookshelf and handed them to Jiezhi. Amidst the gratitude of the other party, he returned to the courtyard and continued sweeping the floor. Because he was a monk guarding the pavilion, many monks would ask Chen Shuai if they had scriptures that they could not find. , and over time he got used to it.

In this way, in this boring and boring day, Chen Shuai lived his own wonderful life.

One night three days later, Chen Shuai checked his attribute panel and found that he only needed more than 100 experience points for Luohan Quan to make another step forward.

This made Chen Shuai unable to suppress the restlessness in his heart. After sorting everything in the Sutra Pavilion, he took a broom to clean the dust in the Sutra Pavilion.

"Ding, Arhat Fist +2."

"Ding, Arhat Fist +3."

"..."

Every time he swiped, a beep sounded in his mind, and the experience value increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than half an hour, Chen Shuai heard a sound in his head reminding him that Arhat Fist had been upgraded.

When I look at the properties panel again, a completely different change has taken place.

[Name: Jieshuai]

[Calamity: 0] [Daily Activities: Sweeping the Floor]

[Experience transfer target: Arhat Fist]

[Martial Arts: Luohan Fist (Shen Er Ming 2/6000)]

His arms became more solid, muscles began to show, and there were many more experiences in practicing Arhat Quan in his mind, as if he had practiced Arhat Quan wholeheartedly for more than ten years.

"It is no exaggeration to say that with ten years of skill in this punch, can you block it?"

After entertaining himself, Chen Shuai cleaned up the dust in the Sutra Pavilion, then locked the door and returned to the next room to rest.

The moon outside the yard is as white as a moon disk, and little bits of moonlight fall on the world, covering the night with a hazy veil.

This was the first time Chen Shuai came to this world to look at the moon so easily. He couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

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So much so that he forgot that he was still walking, accidentally went astray and bumped into a pillar.

"Amitabha, you are so good. I will tear you apart someday. It hurts so much!"

In the next week, Chen Shuai continued to sweep the floor every day. It seemed that he had nothing else to do except sweeping the floor.

Some monks who often come to the Sutra Pavilion even say hello to Chen Shuai when they see him, and Chen Shuai responds with a smile every time.

"Ding, Arhat Fist +5."

After another couch was swept away, the long-awaited voice in Chen Shuai's mind sounded again.

[Martial Arts: Arhat Fist (Proficient 0/8000)]

After a week, he has mastered Luohan Quan, and the power of one punch has also increased from ten years to twenty years, which is a qualitative leap.

However, what pleased Chen Shuai the most was not the change in his moves, but the discovery that after he had mastered the Luohan Quan like a fiery master, a stream of air that was thinner than a hair actually grew in his body.

"This is really angry!"

Chen Shuai was pleasantly surprised and immediately thought of what it was. Chen Shuai, who occasionally chatted with other monks, also learned about the training system of this martial arts world.

Warriors are divided into nine levels. Starting from the first-level warrior, as the true energy changes in the body, they reach the ninth-level warrior. The sign of becoming an advanced warrior is that the first ray of true energy is produced in a person's body.

Apparently, after Chen Shuai practiced Luohan Quan to such perfection, he developed the first ray of true energy from the outside in, which enabled Chen Shuai to embark on the path of cultivation.

"Pagoda Temple determined that I did not have the qualifications to practice martial arts, but with the help of the system, I successfully practiced martial arts and became a first-class martial artist. So, as long as I keep sweeping the floor, I will have a promising future!"

Chen Shuai thought of this, his eyes full of expectations for the future.

"Junior brother, Commander-in-Chief."

At this moment, a monk called Chen Shuai.

When Chen Shuai saw that it was a disciple of Bodhi Court, he couldn't help but show a puzzled expression on his face, but the next moment, his eyes fell on a woman behind this disciple.

"Commander, this is Ms. Zhao, the daughter of Zhao Dashanren. She wants to come to the Sutra Pavilion to copy scriptures and pray for her parents. You must treat her well."

(End of this chapter)