Forced to join Kongoji Temple at the beginning

Chapter 10 The True Face of King Kong Temple
An afternoon of work.

Jie Hai taught him fourteen times to fix the yang pile in one breath.

And Ning Chuan's one-qi Dingyang stake finally changed again.

From Dacheng realm directly to Consummation!
And as the Qi Dingyang Pillar reached perfection, the strength in his body actually became thicker.

It used to be as thick as one finger, but now it has become as thick as two fingers, moving back and forth in the body, ferocious and powerful.

"Junior brother, did you understand what you did today?"

Jie Hai looked at Ning Chuan with piercing eyes.

"Understood, I understand, thank you Brother Jiehai."

Ning Chuan hurriedly spoke.

He was afraid of the sea of ​​abstinence.

From now on, he can't get close to this person no matter what.

This person is poisonous!

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I will continue to teach you when I come here tomorrow, and make sure you understand everything."

Jie Hai said.

"I really understand, Senior Brother Jie Hai, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, let's stop here today, thank you Senior Brother Jie Hai."

Ning Chuan found an excuse and hurriedly left here.

I am really afraid of this person.

Seeing Ning Chuan leave here, a slight smile appeared on Jie Hai's face, and he wiped the hot sweat from his forehead.

"Junior Brother Jiechuan, don't let me down, you have to practice 'strength' as ​​soon as possible..."

Jiehai secret passage.

Little did he know that he had long made up his mind to make friends with Ning Chuan.

The fact that Ning Chuan was born with supernatural power had already spread throughout Jianglongyuan yesterday.

Naturally born with supernatural power, if it is practiced well, then it will be fine?
It will definitely be stronger than ordinary martial arts practitioners.

At that time, he will be equivalent to hugging a big thick leg.

"Damn Jieshou, back then you consecrated me and made me unable to get out of bed for two days. It is a great shame. Sooner or later, I will let Junior Brother Jiechuan drive you back. Let's see how long you, an old bastard, can be arrogant?"

Jie Hai secretly hates.

Later in the evening.

As soon as Ning Chuan finished his dinner, he deliberately found someone to inquire about the situation of the eldest brother.

As a result, it doesn't matter if you don't inquire.

When I asked about it, I was really surprised.

Just as he imagined, the elder brother was indeed tricked.

Not only was he hit, but he was a bit ruthless. I worked hard all day and had diarrhea more than 20 times...

The more you rub, the more you leak, the more you leak, the more you rub, it seems to be in a vicious circle.

The originally strong and strong man collapsed alive.

Besides him, there are six or seven other big men like him.

This was discovered and reported by the handyman monk in the courtyard while cleaning the hut.

If no one finds out, Jielong and the others can die there alive.

The entire King Kong Temple was alarmed.

The monks of the Hui generation came to check in person. It is said that a lot of medicine was prescribed, and some people personally instilled inner energy, which stopped the diarrhea of ​​Jielong and the others.

Even so, Jielong and the others were already paralyzed on the bed, unable to move an inch.

Don't think about it, Jielong and others will definitely not be able to participate in the consecration operation the day after tomorrow.

Ning Chuan's expression was extremely bright for a moment.

He thought about it carefully, and finally bought more than a dozen eggs from the temple on credit, put them in a basket, and decided to visit the senior brother.

Of course, to see if the big brother is fake, it is true to paste it along the way.

...

A quiet room.

The sandalwood is curling up, and the decoration is simple.

Jielong's face was sallow, and his breath was like gossamer, lying on the bed, unable to move.

Except him.

There are also four monks in the room.

Three of them had the faces of middle-aged men, their bodies were large and extremely strong, and one of them was Huiwen not long ago.

There is also a monk with a young face.

He looked around twenty, with red lips and white teeth, sitting on the edge of the bed, and was gently pricking several acupuncture points on Jielong's body with a silver needle.

Unexpectedly, these three middle-aged monks all called this young monk Senior Brother, which is really weird.

"Brother Huidao, is Jielong really poisoned?"

Monk Huiwen couldn't help looking at the young man and asked.

"It can be confirmed that it is poisoned. If I guess this poison is not wrong, it should be the poison of Fucao."

The young monk Huidao spoke.

"The poison of compound grass?"

The three middle-aged monks looked at each other, never hearing this name before.

"It's normal if you haven't heard of it. After all, we rarely use this thing. It was only known to those cultivators back then. The juice of Fucao contains a strange poison. Once you touch it, it will be along the skin. Penetrates the body and causes diarrhea."

The young monk Huidao said
"I see."

The three suddenly realized.

"Jielong, have you touched any unclean weeds recently?"

A middle-aged monk spoke in a low voice.

"I...I don't remember..."

Jielong spoke weakly.

In fact, he has already passed Ramon, his mind is in a daze, what else can he remember?
If he didn't die, it was his fate.

Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Is Brother Jielong here?"

A faint voice came from outside the room.

Several people in the room frowned and looked out of the room.

Monk Huiwen quickly stepped forward, gently opened the door, and looked at the person who came, "So it's you, what's your name?"

"Little Jiechuan has met Uncle Huiwen."

Ning Chuan carried a basket with a smile on his face.

"By the way, your kid is called Jiechuan, what are you doing here?"

Monk Huiwen asked.

"The little one heard that the elder brother was ill, so the younger one brought an egg to visit the elder brother."

Ning Chuan smiled obsequiously.

"You kid is quite caring!"

Monk Huiwen laughed directly, slapped Ning Chuan's body with a big hand, and said, "Okay, save the eggs for yourself, I don't need you here!"

【Ding! 】

[Random paste power value * 47]

Ning Chuan was secretly happy.

I rub!

This old thing has such a large power base?

Just when Ning Chuan was a little reluctant, he took a deep look at Jielong on the bed, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the monk beside the bed said calmly, "Don't leave in a hurry, I will prescribe another prescription, you go out and get some medicine."

"Yes, brother."

Ning Chuan bowed, turned around and said.

"Presumptuous, what brother? This is your uncle!"

Monk Huiwen stared and scolded angrily.

Ning Chuan was surprised, and quickly changed his words, "Yes, uncle."

"Don't blame those who don't know, just pay attention next time."

The young monk got up calmly, came to the table, picked up the brush, and wrote a prescription again, which can specifically dissolve the poison of the compound grass.

Soon after Fang Zi finished writing, the young monk grabbed the paper and handed it to Ning Chuan gently.

Ning Chuan obediently stepped forward to take Fang Zi, and accidentally touched the back of the young monk's hand with his finger.

【Ding! 】

[Random paste mana value * 28]!
Ning Chuan's heart shook.

Mana?
Pasted out mana?
How can this be?

Ning Chuan glanced at the young monk, his heart was filled with turmoil, he took the prescription, turned and left in a hurry.

Since the end of the Dharma Era, apart from some sorcerers, who can cultivate mana in this world?
Is this young monk some kind of super old antique rejuvenated?That's why old monk Huiwen let me call him uncle?

"Damn it, is it possible that this King Kong Temple was opened by a group of cultivators? They want their lives? It's nothing more than opening a temple, and they dare to abduct people everywhere..."

Ning Chuan's heart was overwhelmed.

This is no different from courting death.

We must know that in the age of doomsday, the mana in the practitioner's body will decrease every day.

It will be reduced even if it is not used.

Serious cultivators who do not hide in the deep mountains and old forests will not be able to hide.

Unless it's that kind of evil cultivator...

It is said that some evil cultivators will refine their mana by sucking blood and refining their souls. Therefore, although the end of the Dharma Age has some influence on them, they can still develop mana...

Could it be that a group of evil cultivators are actually behind the King Kong Temple?
They used the name of the temple to abduct and traffic people on the one hand, and left some people to secretly suck blood or practice souls on the other hand?
If so, it seems to be able to explain all this...

Ning Chuan shuddered, and instantly felt that he had discovered some monstrous secret.

He felt that even monk Huiwen might not know the true face of the King Kong Temple.

You must know that from Monk Huiwen, what he pasted out was still a normal strength value, but when he touched the young man, he actually pasted out a mana value directly.

What does this mean?
It shows that monk Huiwen may not have mana at all!
Besides, monk Huiwen is quite old, and he still calls that young man Senior Brother, isn't that even more suspicious?

It is very possible that this monk Huiwen has never been in touch with the real core of the King Kong Temple...

Compared to the real core, Monk Huiwen is still an outsider...

So when seeing the core successor, it is natural to be a head shorter.

hiss!

"It's so scary..."

If this is the case, then this Vajra Temple is a set within a set.

Ning Chuan didn't dare to think too much, and left here quickly.

He wants to ensure that this matter will rot in his stomach in the future.

　Thank you all the familiar big guys for coming again, fortunately~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)