Forced to join Kongoji Temple at the beginning

Chapter 226
The yard was in a mess.

The eighteen bronze figures were slapped by Ning Chuan and flew around indiscriminately, smashing them everywhere.

Everyone looked shocked, looking at Ning Chuan like a monster.

this kid...

"You wait, I will inform the abbot!"

One of the monks quickly got up and quickly ran towards the depths of the temple.

Ning Chuan frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

You won't really encounter the Black Temple!
But the other party saved his life anyway, so it shouldn't be the Black Temple!
But if it wasn't for the Black Temple, why was the little monk killed when he said he was shot?
When Ning Chuan was hesitating whether to run away immediately, the previous abbot had already heard the news and rushed over. Seeing this scene, his expression darkened.

"Good boy, you ran away as soon as you ran, why did you hurt my disciple?"

The abbot spoke in a deep voice.

"Abbot, it's a misunderstanding, I definitely don't mean to hurt anyone..."

Ning Chuan quickly opened his mouth to defend.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you beat the old monk, leave with you, if you can't beat the old monk, you will stay with me and sweep the floor for 30 years!"

The abbot was extremely decisive, with a golden light emitting from his body, he suddenly rushed over quickly, and slapped Ning Chuan with his palm.

Ning Chuan's face changed slightly, without thinking, he came up to meet the abbot.

Boom!

With this pair of palms, Ning Chuan's body was shocked on the spot and quickly retreated, his arms were numb.

He looked shocked.

This old monk is so powerful!

Without hesitation, Ning Chuan straightened his body and greeted the old monk with the second palm of Nineteen Ghosts.

The old monk raised his palm and clapped, still without any frills.

boom!
There was another loud noise, and the light was brilliant, sweeping towards the surroundings.

Then Ning Chuan pressed on step by step, neither dodging nor dodging, his palms were like the wind, and he slapped the old monk's body quickly one after another, airtight, like the tide.

His aura is superimposed rapidly, one palm is stronger than the other, and each palm is fiercer than the other, as if he has transformed into a terrifying dragon, and he has brought out the ghost nineteen beats to the extreme.

But there was a scene that surprised him.

That is, as his own strength and aura continued to increase, the strength and aura of this old monk were also increasing rapidly, as if a rising tide lifted all boats.

No matter what level of strength and momentum his side reaches, the opponent's side will also increase along with it.

By the time No.19 palmed, Ning Chuan's own strength and aura had reached the extreme, his body was radiant with golden light, terrifying and unpredictable, and the general situation of the world in a radius of tens of miles was all rolled up by him.

However, the old monk is still a simple and unpretentious palm.

Boom!

There was another terrifying collision, and the ground and buildings in all directions exploded violently, sending out waves of terrifying roars.

Ning Chuan's body was shaken back quickly, revealing a startled expression.

He has already made No.19 palms, but he still can't do anything to this old monk?

The old monk's body only took half a step back, and then stopped quickly.

"What a ghost nineteen beats!"

The old monk sneered.

"Senior also know about ghosts and gods nineteen beats?"

Ning Chuan asked.

"Let me ask you, what is the relationship between Sword Demon and you?"

the old monk asked.

"Sword Demon is the junior's half-master!"

Ning Chuan responded
"Hmph, so it's the apprentice of the little bastard, Sword Demon."

The old monk sneered, "98 years ago, this little bastard, just like you, broke into my old monk's Tianlong Temple, and ended up saying bad things to my old monk. I was imprisoned for 30 years before I got out. Later I heard that he went crazy as soon as he got out. , and wiped out four cultivation sects in one night."

I go!

Ning Chuan was surprised for a while.

What kind of pervert is this?
Sword Demon was locked insane by him?
Are you kidding me?
"Who is the senior?"

Ning Chuan said in surprise.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I said before that if you can't beat me, you can obediently sweep the floor here for 30 years. After 30 years, I will let you go!"

The old monk flicked his sleeve robe, turned and left, not giving Ning Chuan a chance to speak at all.

"Boy, you are finished, you don't have 30 years of effort, don't even think about running away."

A bronze man rushed over quickly and spoke.

"That's right, did you see that guy sweeping the floor in the corner?"

Another bronze man also hurried over, pointed to a scruffy man with messy hair and a big beard in the corner, and said, "He just spat at the abbot back then, but he's been locked up until now, you're going to die!"

Ning Chuan's eyelids jumped wildly.

Mmp!

"Boy, don't think about running away, just look at your arms before you talk."

One of the bronze figures suddenly laughed.

Ning Chuan quickly raised his sleeves, and saw seven strange golden dots appearing on the bends of his two arms, about the size of a thumb, arranged in the shape of a Big Dipper.

"This is Abbot's unique technique [Seven Stars Seal]. No one in the world can decipher it except the abbot. Once it happens, it will seal your meridians and make you miserable. As long as you dare to run, the Seven Stars Seal will be sure. It will happen."

The bronze man laughed.

"Seven Star Seal?"

Ning Chuan was surprised.

When did you leave this old thing for yourself?
Did they stay when they met palms just now?

Unfathomable!

This strength is probably even more terrifying than Jin Lingxiao.

But why didn't he go crazy?
Didn't the ancestors of the Wumeng say that once they enter the late stage of Tongtian, there will be great ominous events, and many strange behaviors will appear on the body.

How can this old monk stay awake?

"Could it be that he has also practiced the true understanding of martial arts?"

Ning Chuan's heart was surging.

He suddenly felt that he didn't want to leave so much.

Anyway, he has nowhere to go now.

It's better to lie dormant in this temple, on the one hand stick it, and on the other hand test the details of this old monk.

If he has the true understanding of martial arts, that would be great.

He didn't particularly care about the Seven Star Seal.

Because the two martial arts true explanations taught to him by the ancestors of the martial arts happened to be about the techniques of dismantling various seals, no matter how powerful the seven-star seal is, it is still in the category of martial arts.

As long as it is within the scope of martial arts, I will definitely be able to untie it.

"By the way, Master, what is this place? Why have I never heard of Tianlong Temple?"

Ning Chuan asked curiously.

"People from Tianlong Temple seldom go down the mountain to walk the rivers and lakes. It's normal if you haven't heard of it."

The bronze man frowned, looked at Ning Chuan, and said, "It's you, who are you? When we found you, you were covered in blood. Where did you come from?"

"In Xianingchuan, coming from the Southern Region, isn't this Tianlong Temple the Southern Region?"

Ning Chuan asked.

"Of course it's not the Southern Region. Tianlong Temple is located on the border of Zhongzhou, and we live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Ordinary Jianghu people don't know us at all."

The bronze man said.

Zhongzhou border?

Ning Chuan's eyes flashed.

After he fell into a coma that day, he ran here unknowingly, it was his destiny in the dark.

"Then are there any towns near our Tenryuji Temple?"

Ning Chuan put his arms around the bronze figure and asked.

"Of course, what are you asking for?"

The bronze man asked suspiciously, "You don't want to run away, do you?"

"Don't worry, I'm just going to have a meal in the town, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Ning Chuan said, "You have to know that I eat and drink with you every day, and you have to offer me extra food money. My meal is worth two cows, and even gods will be eaten up by me, so it's better for me to eat outside."

"That's true!"

The bronze man nodded.

"By the way, buddy, have you ever eaten meat? Do you know what wine tastes like?"

Ning Chuan's eyes flickered slightly, seducing the other party.

"I haven't eaten it, so I don't know."

A group of monks shook their heads like waves.

But Ning Chuan could clearly see the strange light flickering in their eyes, as if they were longing and yearning.

"Do you want to try it? I'm treating you."

Ning Chuan's tone was full of temptation, "Think about the wine and meat outside, tsk tsk, the taste is indescribable, delicious, one mouthful of oil, as the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart."

"No, what if the abbot knows?"

A bronze man shrank his head.

"Idiot, if you don't tell me, I won't tell. The abbot is not good at pinching and counting. How does he know? Can't we go in the middle of the night?"

Ning Chuan said, "By the way, have you ever seen a woman, do you know what a woman feels like?"

A group of bronze men shook their heads like wave drums again.

"The abbot said that the women at the bottom of the mountain are tigers who can eat people!"

A bronze man said.

"Yes, it will eat people's skin and bones, it's very miserable!"

The other bronze man also said quickly, a little scared.

"I'm lying to you, the women at the foot of the mountain are very moist."

Ning Chuan smiled.

"Very moist?"

A group of bronze men looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What does it feel like?"

"I don't understand even if I tell you!"

Ning Chuan patted a bronze man on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm going to eat in the city first, and you come to me at night, and I'll bring you a big sword!"

He walked directly outside.

"Wait, which city are you going to?"

A bronze figure spoke quickly.

"Just wait for me in the nearest city!"

Ning Chuan responded and disappeared here.

A group of bronze men were all excited and looked at each other.

"What should I do? Do you want to go?"

"It would be a disaster if the abbot found out..."

"Forget it, let's not go."

They shivered.

...

As soon as he left Tianlong Temple, Ning Chuan frowned, circulated his true energy in his body, and rushed towards his arm according to the special methods in [Martial Arts True Explanation].

He only felt a burst of numbness coming from his arms, and the seven-star marks on his arms were slowly dimming and becoming blurred.

"efficient!"

Ning Chuan's eyes flashed.

This true understanding of martial arts did not disappoint him.

He hastened to speed up the operation, and soon completely unwound the seven-star marks on his arms.

Ning Chuan heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately moved his arms carefully, and circulated the internal energy in the body several times. After confirming that there was no problem, he immediately set off and rushed towards the distance.

There are indeed quite a few towns around.

After a short walk, Ning Chuan discovered a town.

The regional cultural characteristics of Zhongzhou are different from the southern regions, and the way of wearing them has also changed a lot.

Ning Chuan found a thug, casually 'borrowed' 100 taels of silver, went directly to a clothes store, bought a whole set of clean clothes, then found an inn, and after eating a lot, he immediately took action and started to paste them in the town .

He passed by in a flash, and his own strength increased rapidly.

After pasting this town, Ning Chuan once again swept in a further direction.

That's it, time passes.

For a whole day, Ning Chuan kept pasting, and his own strength and speed rose wildly.

night time.

Ning Chuan didn't wait for the eighteen bald thieves. After pasting them around, he returned to Tianlong Temple again.

"How is it, Benefactor Ning? Is it a good day today?"

A copper bald thief hurried over and couldn't help asking.

"Why didn't you come?"

Ning Chuan asked.

"We still don't dare."

"That's right, Benefactor Ning, just tell us how you feel."

"How does the tiger feel under the mountain?"

The eighteen copper bald thieves looked at Ning Chuan expectantly.

Ning Chuan was speechless for a while.

he or something.

"Well, you arrange a place for me, and I'll tell you."

Ning Chuan spoke.

A group of copper bald thieves immediately led Ning Chuan enthusiastically towards the wing.

While describing the situation down the mountain to them, Ning Chuan began to insinuate them, asking them about the specific strength of the abbot.

That's it, time passes.

In the following days, Ning Chuan basically lived in Tianlong Temple.

He practiced the true understanding of martial arts during the day, and secretly went out to paste it at night. His own strength was like a rising tide, and it changed every day.

In just half a month, from the early stage of Zhenwu, he stepped into the middle stage of Zhenwu.

When entering the middle stage of Zhenwu, the movement is the same as before, extremely huge.

The general situation of the world in a radius of tens of miles is trembling.

Even the former abbot was shocked.

"This kid..."

He looked suspiciously at the changes in the general trend of the world.

Hearing his heart, he has lived for nearly 300 years, and he has never seen someone break through and show such momentum.

inside the room.

Ning Chuan breathed out lightly, feeling the huge power inside and outside his body, his eyes flickered, and his palms were tightly clenched.

"It's the middle stage of Zhenwu, and by the late stage of Zhenwu, it should be comparable to the Heaven-reaching Realm, right?"

During this period of time, he was frantically pasting, and his own data had already reached an unbelievable level.

It's just that the application of the general trend of heaven and earth has not been achieved.

Once he reaches his realization, everything will fall into place.

The old abbot's heart was agitated, he looked deeply at the room where Ning Chuan was, and turned back to the room again, "It's bigger than the movement when the Heavenly Sword and Sword Demon broke through, this little bastard... the future achievements must be based on the Heavenly Sword and the Sword Demon." Above Sword Demon..."

After the words fell, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky, his brows were furrowed, revealing a trace of sadness.

"The full night of August and fifteenth is coming again, I wonder if I can avoid it this time?"

He sighed inwardly, and walked into the distance.

If he really can't avoid it, then he can only abolish his martial arts and cut down the realm.

Ning Chuan got up from the bed, and practiced several movements in the true solution of martial arts in the room again.

He persevered and never let go of any opportunity to practice.

Time slows down.

Another half month passed by.

Ning Chuan's own strength and speed have become even more terrifying. Although he has not yet entered the late stage of Zhenwu, his terrifying physical strength has reached the pinnacle, which can be called terrifying.

Iori Manjin was directly trained to the seventh god by him!

Every palm is powerful!

This afternoon.

The old abbot suddenly summoned all the disciples, including Ning Chuan.

"Tomorrow night is the night of the full moon in August and fifteenth. You hide in the room as usual, close your eyes, seal your five senses and six senses, and don't open your eyes no matter what happens, understand?"

The old abbot said.

"Yes, Master!"

A group of monks clasped their hands together and responded.

Ning Chuan was curious.

Could it be that some enemy is about to appear?

The old abbot didn't explain all this, but waved his hand directly to make them retreat again.

"Master, is something big going to happen on August [-]th?"

As soon as Ning Chuan went out, he teased a bronze figure and said suspiciously.

"Every year on the night of the full moon on August [-]th, mysterious masters will appear. It is extremely terrifying. Anyone who dares to go out to check will die in a horrible way. Only by sealing off the five sense organs and pretending to be the living dead can they escape the catastrophe."

The bronze man whispered.

"No way?"

Ning Chuan was surprised.

"Pretending to be a living dead is not absolutely safe. Some people will still be mutilated. It is safest to dig a hole and bury yourself, otherwise you will die."

Another bronze man said.

Ning Chuan was even more surprised.

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