Zhang Sanfeng, the Poor Road, Convinces People with Reason

The French Sea looked up and down Zhang Junbao.

"I see you like this, you are clearly in good spirits, how can you look half sick?"

"Besides, if you're sick, why don't you rest in your room, but go to the woods instead?"

"I see that you are obviously pretending to be sick to escape, and you dare to slander and deceive this monk. Do you really think that this monk will not dare to use the precepts in the temple to punish you?"

He spoke fiercely, but Zhang Junbao was a little angry.

"What do you want?"

This guy has long disliked him.

If he dares to be aggressive again, don't blame me for being rude.

The thought in Zhang Junbao's mind flashed by.

"Tsk tsk tsk, admit it? How dare you say such a rude thing, this monk will punish you for the next three days, and clean all the leaves on the mountain road in the forest by yourself."

"As long as there is still a fallen leaf on the mountain road, you must not eat."

After Fahai finished speaking, he walked away.

The group of lay disciples, who are responsible for cleaning the mountain road, is not the entrance road of the Shaolin Temple, but an extremely secluded mountain road, which is rarely visited on weekdays.

However, on both sides of the mountain road, there are towering trees with countless leaves.

Usually, there are always seven or eight handyman disciples in charge of cleaning, but it is still impossible to clean up all the fallen leaves.

After all, there is a steady stream of fallen leaves, and they will fall after they are swept away.

Fahai gave Zhang Junbao an order to clean up the fallen leaves, and not a single one was allowed to be left behind, clearly deliberately making it difficult for him.

However, Zhang Junbao didn't care either.

Let him clean the mountain road by himself, just in time to practice qigong.

Zhang Junbao took the broom and walked to the side of the mountain road, looking left and right, there was no one around.

He immediately waved his broom, and the strong inner strength of Jiuyang Divine Art spurted out from the broom.

After obtaining the complete Jiuyang Divine Art, Zhang Junbao added all the skill points and experience points to the Jiuyang Divine Art.

Today, his Jiuyang Divine Art is quite a bit of a climate.

As the internal force spewed out, a small storm gradually formed under the broom.

Within tens of meters, the fallen leaves on the mountain road were swept away by the strong wind in an instant.

Between Zhang Junbao's brows and eyes, a wisp of a smile appeared spontaneously.

In the past, it would take more than ten minutes for their seven or eight handymen disciples just to clean up such a little bit of fallen leaves.

But now, running the Jiuyang Divine Art, he was alone, and in a split second, he cleaned it up.

However, to sweep the floor with such peerless divine arts as Jiuyang Shengong would be a bit too talented.

Of course, Zhang Junbao didn't care.

This is just the way to practice, which is quite suitable.

His figure flickered, and in a blink of an eye, he was dozens of meters away and picked up his broom again.

Soon, the mountain road in the forest was cleaned by Zhang Junbao, and there was not even a single leaf.

To his surprise, after sweeping this mountain path, he even got a chance reward.

Although there are not many rewards, only 100 training experience points, it is indeed an unexpected surprise.

You know, as time goes by, it becomes more and more difficult to obtain chance rewards.

Now it seems that the previous chance rewards are somewhat similar to the novice gift package.

With the completion of these rewards, I am afraid that in the future, only by doing some challenging and difficult events can we get chance rewards.

For the next three days, Zhang Junbao swept the floor on the mountain road in the forest every day. After sweeping, he continued to practice.

Anyway, this place is very secluded and inaccessible, and I don't worry about anyone finding it.

Fahai was depressed.

What's the matter with this kid?

There are so many fallen leaves on the mountain road in the forest, and seven or eight people on weekdays cannot completely clean them up.

How did Zhang Junbao clean it up?

I thought that I could starve the boy for a few days, so that he would know how to flatter and flatter, and know how to kneel down and serve others.

Unexpectedly, he actually did it.

Every day, Fahai personally goes to check.

But it was really clean, and I couldn't pick out the slightest fault.

impossible!

Unless, that kid can magic tricks.

The more Fahai thought about it, the more wrong it became.

On the third day, he finally couldn't help but secretly followed to observe.

On the mountain road, Zhang Junbao picked up his broom, and in an instant, the fallen leaves within a few dozen meters were swept aside by the strong wind.

This……

Fahai was stunned.

Zhang Junbao can really know magic tricks?

Is he a monster?

As soon as this idea came up, Fahai immediately understood.

This is not magic, but internal power.

A very clever inner family infuriating.

wrong!

He is a layman apprentice and has not been allowed to practice Shaolin martial arts. Where did his martial arts come from?

"Good Zhang Junbao, you dare to practice martial arts in the temple secretly, do you know what crime you committed?"

Fahai jumped out of the hiding place and pointed at Zhang Junbao and scolded him angrily.

Zhang Junbao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this guy Fahai to follow him secretly. He was really careless.

I only focus on practicing, but I don't pay attention to observe the surroundings carefully.

Otherwise, with his meager martial arts, even if he follows from a distance, he will never be able to hide it from his own eyes and ears.

However, since he was discovered, he can't be polite.

Shaolin Temple has strict rules, this is no joke.

Once it is discovered that someone is secretly practicing martial arts, the light will be abolished and expelled from the temple; in the worst case, they will be suppressed under the demon tower, and they will never see the light of day.

Zhang Junbao's thoughts moved, and he was too lazy to talk to Fa Haiduo, so he was bullied by his figure.

"What do you want to do?"

Fa Hai and Zhang Junbao were still tens of meters away, but this distance, for a [-]rd dan expert, could be described as an instant.

Before Fa Hai could react, Zhang Junbao grabbed his body and twisted his head slightly, breaking his neck.

Fahai didn't even hum, and immediately stopped moving. .

Chapter 9

"This man has more to die for."

This Fahai has always liked to oppress the lay disciples.

According to Zhang Junbao's knowledge, several lay disciples were expelled from Shaolin under Fahai's various difficulties.

What's even worse is that after these people left the temple, they lost their source of life and even committed suicide one after another.

Shaolin Temple turned a blind eye to this situation.

Those high-ranking monks in power knew what Fa Hai had done, but they called it a test for their lay disciples.

Failing to pass the test is all destiny.

Thinking of this, Zhang Junbao is still a little angry.

However, now that Fahai is dead, all this is gone.

He carried Fahai's body on his back, turned his head down, and threw it into the valley next to him.

After a few days, there is no one in the temple, and I will go to find it.

Fa Hai was thrown into the valley head down, his head would be shattered, and it was only natural that his neck would be broken, so that it would not be obvious that his neck had been twisted and broken before.

After killing Fahai, Zhang Junbao walked towards Luohantang's test house.

He had already made an appointment for a four-stage test today, so he naturally went to the appointment.

Walking into the test house, Zhang Junbao saw at a glance that there were several Shaolin disciples who were testing.

However, they were only simply testing their strength, and they had not yet been able to lift a three-thousand-pound stone lock to gain the qualifications to break into the Bronze Human Formation.

Zhang Junbao wears a mask and has long hair, and others can tell at a glance that he is a lay disciple.

The few Shaolin monks thought he was also here to test his strength.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Junbao went straight to the monk who presided over the test.

"The disciple came today for the four-stage test, and there is Master Lao."

The presiding monk looked at Zhang Junbao with a smile and nodded lightly.

"It's ready, please."