Fairy Winner

The atmosphere became serious.

Zhou Shu nodded to the majestic old man and looked at the disciple of the Saitama Sect in the distance.

Perhaps this is the Saitama sect's rules.

They come, the security.

A black and thin middle-aged man noticed Zhou Shu, but forgot the bucket on his shoulder, and accidentally poured a small bucket of water down.

The water fell straight down, smashing the ground out of a hole, and it was still permeating down.

"What, idiot!"

Hearing the shout, the middle-aged man hurriedly stretched out his hand to fetch water, and was in a rush.

This scene didn't look like a cultivator at all, but Zhou Shu looked straight.

The black bricks on the ground are made of black iron stone. They are very strong and almost considered as immortals. It takes some effort to break the golden immortal. The weight of the falling water actually punched out a hole, showing the water. ......Of course it is not ordinary water, but Mingliu glaze juice, a very rare body refining material, weighing 10,000 jin in just a small drop, if not, how can it crush the black iron stone.

But what surprised Zhou Shu most was not bricks and water.

The weight of the two buckets of Ming Liuli juice can be imagined, and the middle-aged man carried it on his shoulders as if he was holding two pieces of paper, effortlessly, and, moreover, he walked on the black iron stone bricks, but the ground did not Any trace, it can be seen that he was relying on himself to hold up two buckets of Ming Liuli juice, and did not let the ground share a bit.

The scary thing is not only this middle-aged man. There are dozens of water-carrying people inside. In contrast, the middle-aged man seems to be a little bit inferior. He uses his shoulder to carry it. Others have hands, some With the head, some people use their feet upside down, some use their mouths to bite, and some even use two fingers.

Could it be said that **** have so much power?

Zhou Shu feels ashamed, and looking at those iron strikers, it is slightly stagnant.

Zhou Shu is familiar with where iron is placed on the anvil. It is clearly Tianhuoshenjin. Under the iron hammers, these third-grade immortal materials are rubbed and rubbed, like dough. There is no resistance.

Forging iron or carrying water is obviously a kind of rigorous refining.

Seeing Zhou Shu not moving for a while, the old man's mouth shrugged, and he whispered, "What's the matter, I don't want to pick it, do I have to do it for the old man?"

Before Zhou Shu could answer, the old man beckoned, "Di Wu, come here."

A loyal young man responded and walked over with a bucket.

The old man frowned, "What are you still holding? Put it away!"

Di Wu put away the bucket in a somewhat awkward manner, "Master, what's your order."

The old man pointed to the stone monument behind him, and said slowly, "You aim at the stone monument and punch hard."

Di Wu responded, walked to the stone tablet, and stood still. There was no movement, but he had an awe-inspiring aura, like a big mountain, a volcano that could erupt at any time.

boom.

A fist was thrown out, and it was quickly received. Di Wu walked to the old man and bowed respectfully.

On the stone tablet, a few large characters were displayed impressively, "Seven hundred and eighty-five."

The old man looked at the stone tablet, frowned, and turned to Zhou Shu, "If you are lucky, kid, you don’t need to do it today, and you will decide the victory on the stone tablet. If you exceed this number, the old man will naturally admit defeat. go back."

Zhou Shu looked at the stele, seemingly thoughtful.

The stone monument is supposed to be a device to check the strength of the disciples of the Saitama sect. Is this 785 high or low?

Looking at Zhou Shu, the old man was already a little impatient, "I'm already at your disposal, what else do you want to do?"

Zhou Shu raised his hand, "Excuse me, seniors, what is the standard of equipment?"

"what?"

The old man stared, "Don't you know? Your master asked you to come here, but didn't tell you this?"

Zhou Shu's heart was slightly shaken, and he didn't realize it, "The junior came by himself. There is no master who wants the junior to come. Did the senior admit the wrong person?"

"wrong person?"

The old man looked cold, "People may admit their mistakes, but the things you carry are not wrong. Except for the old man, who has that rosary?"

Zhou Shu's complexion was stagnant, only then did he understand that he really admitted the wrong person.

He did carry a string of rosary beads on his body, which he got from the realm of emptiness. Although he did not plan to go to the realm of emptiness again, the Zen power in this string of rosary was quite meaningful and could be used to comprehend Zen. I was reluctant to throw it away, but I didn't expect to be perceived by this old man, and regarded himself as a disciple of the elder Yuanming. The rest of the matter was also due to this. Most of the old man had any hatred with Yuanming.

The rosary is not worth hiding too deep, it is easy to be seen, and not put into the demon world because he does not want to contaminate the way of Zen.

A misunderstanding.

Zhou Shu couldn't help but smile and explained it again.

The old man looked puzzled, "Are you talking and laughing? For Tan Yuan Rosary, entering the Realm of Void is not a function at all. It is a Zen treasure unique to Leiyin Temple, and the person holding it is equivalent to Leiyin Temple. A member of, even the old man Yuanming himself has only two strings, how could he give it to you for no reason?"

Zhou Shu was stagnant, "The younger generation doesn't know this, but the elder Yuanming said that I have a relationship with the Buddha."

He only regarded it as a key to enter the realm of emptiness. He didn't expect it to be the Zen treasure of Leiyin Temple. He himself became the meditation of Leiyin Temple somehow?

What does Yuanming want to do? Zhou Shu didn't have a good impression of Yuanming. After his party in Yuanxu Realm, he had already regarded him as a fake monk who used Buddhism to improve his abilities, not a real monk.

"Then you really have a good destiny."

The old man's face was uncertain, as if he was speculating whether Zhou Shu's words were true or false.

Zhou Shu shook his head and saluted, "The younger generation is indeed not a disciple of Elder Yuanming. The younger generation's name is Yang Rong, who is the supervisor of New Moon City. If you don't believe it, you can ask Wei Xian arrest here. He knows best."

"Do you know Mr. Wei?"

The old man looked at Zhou Shu and his expression gradually eased, "I will ask, but if you are not a disciple of Yuanming, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Shu showed some respect, "The younger generation has long admired the Saitama Sect's physique, and has also practiced some of the noble sect tactics. This time when I arrived in Lianyuncheng, I wanted to come to the Saitama sect and ask the seniors for the true meaning of the physique."

The old man nodded and said slowly, "The Saitama sect of Lianyuncheng will not accept disciples for the time being. If you want to join, go to the Qunyu World."

Zhou Shu thought about it~www.ltnovel.com~ The younger generation doesn't want to be a disciple of the Saitama sect, but just wants to learn more about physique and gain some insight. "

The old man's face changed slightly, and he suddenly laughed, "So, you still came to challenge the fight? This seems to be no different from before, not bad, the old man just waited for this moment, go on."

Zhou Shu was stunned, "What?"

The old man pointed to the stone tablet and said with a smile, "Fun hard. If you can surpass Di Wu, the old man promises to let you see more styles. If you can't, you can go as soon as possible. It is no use keeping it. ."

Zhou Shu calmly said, "Senior's request is a bit too high, right?"

The old man paused, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes, and he soon calmed down, and said without shame, "Since you have a destiny with Yuanming Laoer, it must be by no means bad. This number should not be difficult for you."

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