Forced To Join Vajra Temple At The Start

Chapter 5

Forced To Join Vajra Temple At The Start Chapter 5

2022-04-02

Chapter 5, Chapter 5 ~ Chapter 6 One Qi Locking Yang Pile [reach a higher-level (34)].

Jie Long, monk frowned, seems reluctant, but does it again.

After he finished the second time, a voice sounded again in Ning Chuan's mind.

【Ding!】

【Extract One Qi Locking Yang Pile *1】!

The data on the panel changes accordingly.

【reach a higher-level (1/4)】.

"Sure enough, it will change every time I extract it, but if it is my own cultivation, I wonder if it can change?"

Ning Chuan's eyes flashed.

"Second time, do you understand? It's okay if you don't understand. You can practice first by yourself, and you can practice as much as you can, or you can find someone else to confirm it. If there is anything you don't understand, continue tomorrow. Ask me!"

Jie Long's tone was nonchalant.

"Yes, Eldest Senior Brother!"

Ning Chuan said honestly.

Although Ning Chuan wanted to pester Jie Long to do it again, Jie Long was obviously impatient.

This is a villain.

Don't look at him being very good to the two of them now. If you really irritate him, there will be a situation of 'temple bullying'.

"Junior Brother Jie Chuan, have you learned?"

Jie Gou on the side couldn't help but ask in a low voice just after Jie Long left.

“No.”

Ning Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Although he already knew the seventy-two movements in his heart, he naturally wouldn't display them easily at this time.

It would be weird if he did all seventy-two movements as soon as he came up.

I learned One Qi Locking Yang Pile after only watching it twice?

Do you think you are a genius through the ages?

The Jie Gou lightly sighed on one side can only grope and practice in this open space.

Ning Chuan couldn't help but swept his gaze to the other people in the yard.

Hundreds of people are practicing martial arts in the whole yard.

There are about twenty or thirty people who practice Pile Art like them.

These people should also be the ones who haven't gotten into it yet.

The rest have already started to practice claw skills against the iron pot and the big tree, and those people must have practiced it long ago.

Ning Chuan struggled in his heart, but finally he couldn't help walking to one side, showing a smile that was harmless to humans and animals.

He first came behind a burly man.

The big man was concentrating attention completely cultivating Pile Art when he didn't realize that someone suddenly came behind him, swept his palm, and swept Ning Chuan's body on the spot.

【Ding!】

【Random paste speed value*1】.

The big man was furious and turned his head suddenly, "Blind?"

Ning Chuan laughed repeatedly, "I'm sorry."

"You are new Here?"

The big man quickly frowned and felt that Ning Chuan was unfamiliar.

"Jie Chuan, I don't know what this Senior Brother is called?"

"Hmph, don't get too close, Lao Tzu Jie Niu, tell you, it's better to stay away from the old man , lest anything unpleasant happen in the future!"

The big man Jie Niu coldly snorted, turned around and continued the cultivation.

Ning Chuan let out a sigh of relief and looked at the other cultivation Pile Art people, frowned.

It now seems that these people who have not practiced 'strength' are similar to the ordinary person.

Touching it will only paste 1 point of strength or 1 point of speed.

He suddenly turned his attention to the group of official martial artists, thinking hard.

If you want to touch this group of people...

But if you disturb them, will they kill them?

Ning Chuan frowned for a moment.

But after a while he suddenly had an idea, turned his head back, and started pretending to practice Pile Art.

A whole day's work quickly passed.

next to the hour.

A crisp chime sounded.

The monks who practiced martial arts in the courtyard finally relaxed, and they all stopped and walked outside.

Everyone is tired and hungry.

Ning Chuan immediately ran forward.

As he passed through the narrow courtyard gate, he subconsciously squeezed forward, and unconsciously rubbed his shoulders against the monk beside him.

Suddenly, a series of incomparably pleasant voices began to sound in his mind one after another.

【Ding!】

【Random paste strength*1】

【Random paste strength*7】

【Random Paste speed value *8]

…

Seven or eight voices rang in a row, Ning Chuan finally passed the courtyard gate, and his heart was ecstatic.

He looked back subconsciously, and after seeing that many monks were the same, his heart was beating peng peng, and he rubbed back toward the courtyard again.

[Ding!]

[Random paste strength value*9]

[Random paste speed value...]

It is continuous again Several voices sounded.

Suddenly, a broad palm grabbed his shoulder, five fingers like iron pliers, pu' sound squeezed tightly, and the painful Ning Chuan sucked in cold air.

"Little Monkey, what are you running back and forth? Don't know how many people are there now? Don't know how to let the Senior Brothers go first?"

The one who squeezed his shoulder was a very The rough man, about 1.9 meters tall, with bulging muscles, five ferocious fingers, a scar on his face, and piercing eyes, looked at Ning Chuan.

【Ding!】

【Random Paste Strength*18】

Ning Chuan couldn't help the eyelids twitched.

"Senior Brother, I accidentally left something in the yard."

He said carefully.

"hmph, don't run around again next time, when you want to run, wait until everyone else is gone before running!"

The burly man coldly snorted, then loose, tall body left here.

Although Ning Chuan felt pain in his shoulders, he couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the changes in the panel in front of him.

Name: Ning Chuan

cultivator cultivation base: Qi Refinement late stage (full mana 1200)

Current mana: 0

cultivation technique: Purple Flower Secret Art (First Layer)

…

Martial Artist cultivation base: not beginner

Current strength: 78

Current speed: 36

cultivation technique: One Qi Locking Yang Pile [reach a higher-level (1/4)].

…

If nothing else, this strength alone is several times stronger than before.

But despite his increased strength, he still doesn't feel the presence of 'strength'.

"It seems that if you want to feel the energy, you can only continue to cultivate One Qi Locking Yang Pile..."

Ning Chuan thought.

He was eager to have a try and rushed towards the dining room.

At the end of the day's cultivation, Vajra Temple will provide a special medicine room, and after the meal, Ning Chuan actually found another place where he can pick wool.

That's the bathhouse!

After a day of martial arts practice, these evil monks even took a bath.

But in the process of going to the bathhouse to scour wool, Ning Chuan was really disgusted.

This fucking group of beasts can actually pick up soap?

It's terrifying to think of their Steel Muscles Iron Bones muscles picking up the soap.

On the first day alone, his companion Jie Gou was picked up with soap.

Fortunately, Ning Chuan was alert enough to slip out immediately.

Until he ran far away, the laughter of a group of evil monks could be heard.

"Damn."

Ning Chuan couldn't help but curse.

However, fortunately, he just added a lot of power.

Martial Artist cultivation base: not entry

Current strength: 105

Current speed: 49

cultivation technique: One Qi Locking Yang Pile 【reach a higher-level (1/4)】

…

"This strength has reached 105, how much should it be?"

Ning Chuan suddenly frowned and decided to go to the Martial Training Stage to find a large stone weighing hundreds of pounds to try.

As he heads towards the Martial Training Stage.

Inside the bathhouse.

The 1.9-meter-tall evil monk I met earlier sat on a chair on one side, touched the bald head on his head, and said, "What's the name of the Little Monkey who just ran away? It looks like his grandmother's with red lips and white teeth is even whiter and tenderer than the little lady at the foot of the mountain."

"Hehe, Senior Brother Jie Shou, don't worry, that kid can run the first year of junior high, but can't run the fifteenth. , after all, he has to come to take a bath, even if he doesn't wash, let's carry him over personally, how can he run away?"

Besides another evil monk, Jie Biao, with a strong smile.

Everyone else is laughed heartily up.

The muscles they have trained can't exhaust their energy. If they don't find some ways to play, they will suffocate themselves to death.

"It's better to get him within these five days. After five days, you have to take part in the action. When the time comes, what if you die unfortunately."

The 1.9-foot-tall Jie Shou squeezed out a smile.

"Senior Brother, don't worry, I'll get him tomorrow!"

Next to Jie Biao said with a smile.

"en."

Jie Shou satisfied nodded.

In the silent Martial Practice Stage.

Ning Chuan went all the way, and first tried the 100-pound mill.

As a result, he stretched out his arms and lifted the 100-pound grinding disc directly.

After 200 jins, 300 jins, all are no problem.

At the end, he actually carried a two-hundred-pound grinding disc in each of his left and right hands.

Ning Chuan was shocked and put down the two grinding discs again.

"I haven't practiced 'strength' yet, and my strength is already so great. If I practiced 'strength', wouldn't it be even stronger?"

Strength, everyone Have.

But it must pass cultivation to form a stream in the body, just like the Flood Dragon Serpent.

The current Ning Chuan is only fleshy body strong at best, but dead energy.

He must pass the Pile Art, practice this deadly strength, practice it freely, and twist it into one after another.

Once the Strength Refinement is successful, it is not as simple as 200 jins or 300 jins.

"But after this Strength Refinement is over, what is the next realm?"

Ning Chuan felt that it was necessary to figure out the realm of these martial artists as soon as possible.

He suddenly remembered Pile Art again, and hurriedly returned to his residence.

When he returned to his residence, he immediately plugged the door from the inside, and then began to practice One Qi Locking Yang Pile very seriously in the room.

A total of seventy-two movements, all completed soon.

After finishing, Ning Chuan looked at the panel and frowned again.

The panel has not changed.

One Qi Locking Yang Pile is still [reach a higher-level (1/4)].

He didn't believe in evil, and he did it three times in a row in the room again.

But after three times, there is still no change.

“Damn it!”

Ning Chuan was completely stunned.

Could this plug-in only rely on extraction from the outside world?

Can't you do your own cultivation?

"No, it shouldn't be so pitiful. Most of your own cultivation can increase your proficiency. It should only be a matter of frequency."

If your own cultivation is useless, what is it called a system.

It's almost the same!

Ning Chuan continued to do it over and over in the room.

At least most of the night has passed.

Finally, the panel in front of me changed again.

One Qi Locking Yang Pile [reach a higher-level (2/4)].

Come on!

Ning Chuan was sweating from exhaustion.

It was exactly as he guessed.

If you are cultivating yourself, you have to do cultivation many times before you can change.

But if you watch other people's cultivation, you only need to read it completely once, you can raise a level.

Ning Chuan suddenly frowned.

Suddenly, his face changed, and he listened carefully, only to hear a series of painful moans coming from the next room.

Ning Chuan's face changed directly.

Is this Jie Gou?

He struggled, has several points of curiosity, quietly opened the door and walked towards Jie Gou's residence next door, knocking gently on the door.

“Senior Brother Jie Gou…”

“Ji…Junior Brother Jie Chuan, you…why haven’t you slept yet…”

From inside the room There was a miserable voice, with a bit of trembling.

“Senior Brother Jie Gou, are you alright? I’m here to visit you…”

“Junior Brother Jie Chuan, you…you don’t come in…I…I’m inconvenient to get out of bed ..."

Ning Chuan was silent for a while.

"Senior Brother Jie Gou, do you hurt?"

The room also fell silent.

A moment later came a dull voice.

“Junior Brother Jie Chuan, you should be careful in the past few days, don’t take a shower anymore…”

Ning Chuan shivered inwardly.

No need to think about it, this Jie Gou will definitely have a psychological shadow.

Whether you can walk tomorrow is a question.

He thanked him and turned to return to the house.

Ning Chuan fell asleep in the middle of the night.

Unconsciously, it's already dawn.

second day early in the morning.

Ning Chuan came to the yard alone, glanced around, and as expected, Jie Gou didn't come.

In addition to this discovery, he also discovered one thing, which made him squirm in his heart.

That was the 1.9m tall guy I met yesterday, who seemed to be eyeing him.

Not only him, but the other group of muscular guys around him are also looking at him with a strong smile.

Thinking of last night, the scene of these beasts stringing candied fruit sticks, Ning Chuan's scalp suddenly felt numb.

"Damn it, they want to fuck me too?"

Ning Chuan was surprised and angry.

He pretended not to see and continued to do the first dozen moves of One Qi Locking Yang Pile.

Soon.

Senior Brother Jie Long finally came again from a distance.

As soon as he came, he frowned and said, "Where's Jie Gou? Why didn't he come?"

"Back to Eldest Senior Brother, Senior Brother Jie Gou he is sick."

Ning Chuan responded.

"Sick?"

Jie Long was suspicious, but quickly understood what was going on, stared at Ning Chuan, smiled, and said, "What? Are you not sick?"

"Cough cough, I'm not sick yet. Help Eldest Senior Brother, I don't want to take a shower."

Ning Chuan hurriedly called for help.

From this Jie Long's words, he also understood that Jie Long must know this.

The only person he could turn to was Jie Long.

Otherwise, those bastards really want to carry themselves to take a bath, then they are finished.

"Don't ask me, now that no one else hurts you, what's the use of you begging me? Besides, they just take you a bath, and nothing will happen, so don't worry too much , let's talk about Pile Art first, how is your Pile Art practice?"

Jie Long spoke coldly immediately.

Ning Chuan cursed inwardly.

None of the monks in this group of Vajra Temple are normal!

All perverts, monsters!

His grandma's!

Even the bathing thing happened to be the Eldest Senior Brother who did it first.

"Eldest Senior Brother, I still haven't practiced, can you show me again?"

Ning Chuan said pitifully.

“Haven’t practiced yet? How many moves can you do?”

Jie Long frowned.

"Only a dozen of them can be made."

"I'll see if I make it!"

Ning Chuan immediately started making it in the open space.

But in these dozen or so moves, what he did was full of mistakes, and the order was chaotic.

Because he's only going to do it wrong, Jie Long will teach him all over again.

As expected, after seeing his mess, Jie Long complexion sank, said, "Your perception, you are really the worst person I have ever met, Jie Chuan, are you usually? Lazy?"

"I can tell you, if you dare to hold us back at Subduing Dragon Courtyard, don't blame me for being ruthless as Eldest Senior Brother!"

"Now I will I'll teach you once, and you'll take care of me!"

Phew! call! call!

He immediately did it again seriously from start to finish.

Every action is extremely standard, formal, and powerful.

Wait until he's done.

【Ding!】

【Extract One Qi Locking Yang Pile *1】!

"Do you understand?"

Jie Long's face darkened, "It's okay if you don't understand, go to other senior brothers and ask more questions, don't fumble for yourself!"

“many thanks Eldest Senior Brother.”

Ning Chuan laughed quickly.