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

Chapter 9 Let me see the limits of Luohan Quan
After catching up with the progress of the Breath Condensation Kung Fu, Chen Shuai could clearly find that he could control his breath more accurately.

In this way, he didn't have to worry too much about being discovered by others, so Chen Shuai shifted his focus from breath gathering skills to Luohan Quan.

"Ding, Arhat Fist +10."

Every vibration of the broom has the shadow of Arhat Fist.

In order to gain more experience, Chen Shuai now tries his best to keep his sweeping posture above eight consecutive sweeps. Fortunately, Chen Shuai has already done the continuous sweeps quietly. Otherwise, if someone sees him, he might think that Chen Shuai is What serious illness has occurred?

In this way, Chen Shuai switched back and forth between copying scriptures and sweeping the floor, and went upstairs to help from time to time. Since there was no harassment from Jie Zhi, his daily life was fulfilling and rich.

Unfortunately, such days did not last long. After the magpie left, Jiezhi seemed to come to Chen Shuai as often as if he had lost his soul. If it were not for the upcoming Luohan Hall annual competition, Jiezhi would have been depressed. Go down.

Also because the Luohan Hall Competition is coming soon, the Sutra Pavilion has become quiet again. Most of the Luohan Hall disciples have begun to study hard and practice hard, hoping to achieve dazzling results in the competition.

That night, Chen Shuai was a little late. He took a broom and swept the inside and outside of the Sutra Pavilion over and over again. However, Kong Xiang, who was wandering here not far away, saw him and nodded approvingly. .

It can be seen that Chen Shuai loves sweeping the floor very much, and he still hasn't rested so late.

"It seems that my decision to let the commander become the monk guarding the pavilion was correct."

Kong Xiang was a little regretful when he learned that Chen Shuai had no talent for martial arts, so he gave him two choices.

The reason for the choice of monk guarding the Sutra Pavilion was that he couldn't bear it. Chen Shuai grew up in Futu Temple, and it was he who brought Chen Shuai back to Futu Temple to train him.

On the other hand, the previous generation of monks who guarded the pavilion passed away, leaving the Sutra Pavilion without a monk. Moreover, Chen Shuai did not have martial arts qualifications, and he was only asked to guard the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

With the combination of the two, Kong Xiang made such a choice. Fortunately, Chen Shuai finally made the choice he wanted. Not only did he stay, but his performance in the Sutra Pavilion also surprised him.

He did not give up on himself or feel sorry for himself, but concentrated on doing everything well and sweeping the floor diligently every day. This made Kong Xiang very happy and felt that he had not misjudged the person.

"Well, as long as he has even the slightest bit of martial arts qualifications, and with such a character, he will definitely become a great weapon in the future."

It's a pity that Chen Shuai's temperament is used for sweeping the floor. If he is used for martial arts training, he will definitely become the mainstay of Futu Temple in the future. It's just a pity, a pity...

With an extremely complicated mood, Kong Xiang sighed and turned around to leave.

At this time, Chen Shuai naturally didn't know what Kong Xiang was thinking. His attention was all on the panel. After scanning the bed for thirteen times in a row, the panel refreshed:
[Name: Jieshuai]

[Calamity: 300]

[Realm: Fourth Grade]

[Daily activities: sweeping the floor, reading books]

[Experience transfer objects: Arhat Fist, breath gathering skill]

[Martial arts: Arhat Fist (skills close to Tao 5/90000) Breath Condensation Kung Fu (superb 10293/30000)]

"It's the fourth level." Chen Shuai thought thoughtfully. It seemed that every time the Arhat Fist broke through a level, his realm rose to a higher level. Now that the Arhat Fist has broken through, his realm has improved again. This is a good thing for him. information.

But the changes in Arhat Quan shocked Chen Shuai: "Does it mean that Arhat Quan has no limits?"

In his mind, Arhat Fist is just an ordinary boxing technique in the acquired realm. Even those innate techniques have their limits. How could a mere Arhat Fist have no limits?
"Arhat Quan has its limits, but because of the system, its limits are infinitely magnified. It can even be said that there is no limit."

"Doesn't that mean that as long as I keep practicing, Arhat Fist will be able to improve endlessly?"

Chen Shuai's mind was racing with thoughts, and he finally calmed down, because he discovered that sometimes having no limits is not necessarily a good thing.

"3, 6, now it is 9, then will it be 90, 900 million...9 million in the future?"

When he thought that the end of his life would be sweeping the floor, Chen Shuai felt that it would be better to have a limit.

"However, I would like to see the limits of Luohan Quan."

Chen Shuai quickly dispelled the distracting thoughts in his mind and returned his focus to Luohan Quan.

"It's late at night, it's time to rest. Let's clean again tomorrow."

Looking up at the night sky, Chen Shuai took a broom and went back to sleep. As for why he took the broom with him, it was because he wanted to see if he could gain experience while sleeping.

As a result, on the second day, Chen Shuai discovered that his experience in Luohan Quan had indeed increased a little. Although it was not much, it provided Chen Shuai with a new idea.

So Chen Shuai lived a life of two o'clock and one line during the day, and at night he hypnotized himself to sweep the floor while sleeping. The effect was remarkable. Now the experience accumulated at night is half of that during the day.

If this continues, Chen Shuai believes that it won't be long before he can break through again.

Perhaps because he could sweep the floor while sleeping, Chen Shuai suddenly tried to see if he could sweep the floor while reading a book while sleeping. It turned out that it was not possible. His eyes were not fully opened, and the system would not assume that he was reading.

As for Chen Shuai sweeping the floor at night, no one knew who saw it, and it was quickly spread.

Since then, the legend of a sleeping monk sweeping the floor has spread in the Sutra Pavilion, which has led to an increasing number of people going to the Sutra Pavilion. Most of the monks come here not to borrow scriptures, but to see Chen Shuai's true face in Lushan.

Especially since this matter has reached the ears of Kong Xiang, he often uses it to teach a group of Luohan Hall disciples: "Look at the commander, and then look at you. If only you could practice martial arts with half the effort of the commander." Got it!"

Stimulated by the sleeping monk Chen Shuai, the disciples of Luohan Hall practiced more and more diligently. The most direct manifestation was that before, Jie Zhi would come to see Chen Shuai every three or five days, but now he basically doesn't see him for seven or eight days.

Chen Shuai was happy, but he felt a little embarrassed to be watched in front of monkeys every day. Fortunately, he was now much thicker-skinned and turned a blind eye.

The most important thing is that as long as I close my eyes and no matter how you look at me, I won't feel embarrassed. As long as I'm not embarrassed, you will be the ones embarrassed.

Time flew by like running water. On this day, Chen Shuai, who was sweeping the floor while reading a book, suddenly stopped and his face showed the long-awaited joy.

After scanning for so long, the panel finally changed, but this time the change surprised Chen Shuai:

Arhat Fist has reached its limit!
(End of this chapter)