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Lord Yang was terminated, Yangjiao City was bombed, and more than 5,000 simulation points were obtained in one breath. Sun Suo felt that with his current strength, it would be difficult for the refugee scene to get a higher evaluation.

Looking at the simulator in the field of vision, Sun Suo thought that he could buy another random ticket and start the simulation of the next scene.

But after hesitating for a moment, Sun Suo took another simulation point to enter the refugee scene.

He wants to try to give An An a good home.

Also, he has an idea...

The time in the simulator is stopped. If he stays in a certain scene and exits the scene after he dies of old age, wouldn't he have infinite life? Unlimited life also means that he can have more time to cultivate, maybe he can successfully cultivate immortality?

He even succeeded in cultivating immortals before the apocalypse.

...

After twelve consecutive attempts, Sun Suo gave up.

Because no matter what he did, as long as he didn't want to blow up Lord Yang, he would definitely be caught and killed by Lord Yang.

Lord Yang's divine soul is extremely powerful and covers a wide area. No matter where Sun Suo hides, he can't escape from Lord Yang's soul detection. Sun Suo guessed that his soul breath might be different from those of the ancients. After running to the ancient world, in front of a powerhouse like Lord Yang, it was as obvious as the lice on the head of a bald man.

It seems that with his current cultivation, it is impossible to give An An a good home in the refugee scene.

Unless he has the strength to defeat Lord Yang head-on in the future.

...

There are 20 demo points left in the account.

Sun Suo spent another 10 simulation points to buy a random scene.

"The material of the ancient world is loading...

"Loading complete.

"Scene: Shaoling Temple.

"You are a little monk..."

...

"Why not a sweeper?"

Sun Suo was complaining, but his mind was in a trance.

When I woke up again, I found myself in a martial arts arena.

There are a dozen other young monks around him, listening to a monk on the stage.

"Your family sent you to Shaoling Temple just to practice martial arts! Martial arts is very hard! But there is nothing in the world that is not hard! That's why we are called ascetic monks! And martial monks are the most bitter monks among the ascetic monks. !

"Wuxiang? Do you understand?" the monk asked one of the young monks.

"Master! Wuxiang understands!" A young monk replied quickly.

"Silent, do you understand?"

"Master! Wuyin understands!" Another little monk replied.

"Wukong, do you understand?" the monk asked again.

No one answered this time.

"No space! Do you understand?" the monk asked again.

"I...I understand..." Sun Suo saw that no one answered, and everyone else seemed to look at him, guessing that it was his name, and quickly responded.

"On the first day of entering Shaoling Temple to practice martial arts, I was still distracted! Are you challenging the discipline of Shaoling Temple?" The monk was furious.

"No." Sun Suo quickly denied.

I just came here and didn't understand the situation...

"Come here, pull the stick and give it twenty strokes as a warning!" The monk greeted him left and right.

Two extremely stout and ferocious warrior monks came over and supported Sun Suo on the left and the right.

Another monk went with his staff.

Depend on! If you don't do anything, you will be beaten first?

Sun Suo hesitated for a while without resisting, and entered a new scene. The first time he had to keep a low profile, try to find out the situation first, and find a way for the next time he came in.

If the resistance is killed by someone, this trip will be in vain.

There is a second-stage leather forging technique, and the staff blames everything is floating clouds.

"etc……"

After Sun Suo was held down, he shouted to the two strong monks.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Monk looked impatient.

"Is this a stick?" Sun Suo questioned... It's obviously a mace, right? Those tines on top...

"You'll know if it's a cane if you hit it!" The two strong monks held Sun Suo down, and the strong monk holding the stick waved his mace, and started to **** Sun Suo's ass.

"Damn it!" After Sun Suo was stabbed, he immediately felt that the situation was not right.

The monk who beat him must have reached the realm of a great martial artist, right? The inner strength penetrated directly through the wolf tooth cane, the one-star Yuanyang shield was directly smashed, and the two-stage leather forging technique was the same as tofu in front of the wolf tooth cane, and blood flowed from his **** when the cane went down.

"What do you rely on? Two more sticks!" The monk added the punishment after hearing Sun Suo's cry.

Sun Suo was silent.

This special meow is a high martial world! Any three monks are great martial artists, and he is an ant in front of them who has not yet touched the realm of martial arts.

After twenty sticks came down, Sun Suo's **** was smashed to a pulp, and the bones were exposed.

However, he didn't make a sound during the whole process, so the three strong monks who beat him and the monk coach gave him a few more glances.

Just a flesh wound.

The lv5 Yuanyang Yunshui Jue started to work, the wound on the buttocks healed quickly, and the pulpy granulation grew rapidly, but it didn't have any effect on Sun Suo's body.

It doesn't seem surprising to the monks.

"Vajra Fist is the foundation and foundation of Shaoling's martial arts. Although it is only a basic boxing technique, even if you only practice Vajra Fist all your life, you can still become holy through it!

"I can tell you that there is no more powerful boxing technique than King Kong Fist in the whole continent!"

The warrior monk squatted on his horse and threw a punch lightly at the dozen or so little monks in front of him.

The dozen or so little monks were a little confused...

The next moment, behind the dozen or so little monks, an ancient tree surrounded by five people suddenly broke from the middle and fell to the square where everyone was.

"Fighting bulls in the air... What a powerful and domineering boxing..." Sun Suo couldn't help but secretly startled.

When the ancient tree was about to hit the crowd, the little monks hurriedly ran away.

Sun Suo didn't move, he was going to run away with Yuanyang Gale when he was about to hit him.

As a result...it didn't come down.

A giant energy hand supported the ancient tree from the air~www.readwn.com~ and pressed the ancient tree back to the broken place. After a wave of divine energy, the broken and broken place of the ancient tree was re-bridged together, and the ancient tree was restored. He stood still, as if he had never been hurt.

"Pu Xuan, you don't have to struggle with this tree every time you demonstrate." An old voice came from the temple.

"Okay." Pu Xuan, the head of the warrior monk, responded, but he didn't take the abbot's words seriously.

How can you calm down these new little bastards?

"Now, everyone follow me to practice King Kong Fist!

"This is the internal force diagram..."

The monk started today's teaching.

Hearing the introduction by the monk and the demonstration in person, Sun Suo felt that this Vajra Fist must be a very powerful martial skill, and there is no harm in learning it, so he quickly and earnestly practiced each move.

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