Chapter 4 Martial Arts
The business of this King Kong Temple is so big that it is beyond Ning Chuan's expectation.

He used to think that this Vajra Temple only abducted and sold young men like him for mining.

But after listening to monk Huiwen's explanation, he found that he still underestimated this temple.

In addition to young and middle-aged people, they often rob houses and kidnap women and children.

Especially young girls, the profits of abducting and selling a rich girl are often unmatched by hundreds of young adults and children.

"The so-called rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests. All the members of our King Kong Temple must remember that people within a radius of fifty miles must never be abducted!"

"As for fifty miles away, hehe, it depends on your own ability. How to sell stolen goods and how to do it. There will be special training in the temple from now on."

"I'll say the ugly things first. If any of you are accidentally arrested in the future, don't even think about confessing to me, King Kong Temple, because even if you confess, we won't admit it!"

"What's more, who dares to confess, hehe, I'm afraid others may not believe it!"

Monk Huiwen explained while laughing.

The four new disciples were all secretly awe-inspiring.

"By the way, I've told you so much, you won't report to the police secretly, will you?"

Monk Huiwen suddenly paused, smiled, looked at the four people including Ning Chuan, and said, "Don't worry, even if you go to report to the officials, I'm not afraid at King Kong Temple. If you don't believe me, go and try."

He turned and continued walking.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

The four of Ning Chuan hurriedly followed behind.

This King Kong Temple can stand for many years, who knows how complicated the relationship network is?

Report when you get impatient?
Soon.

They walked out of the mountain forest and finally saw a magnificent temple built at the foot of the mountain.

The two thick doors were covered with red paint, inlaid with huge door nails, and opened wide.

At a glance, except for the high point of the wall, there is almost no difference from a normal Buddhist temple.

After entering the temple, two monks, one tall and one short, with orange skin came quickly from the temple.

As soon as they met, the two monks clasped their hands together and saluted, "Uncle Huiwen!"

"Well, four new disciples have been accepted, and you two will take them down to teach them well."

Monk Huiwen said flatly.

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

The two monks nodded respectfully, then raised their heads, looked at the four people including Ning Chuan, raised their fingers, and pointed at them indifferently.

"You, you, come with me!"

"You two come with me!"

Soon the four were divided into two groups.

Ning Chuan and a person next to him named "Jie Dog" were directly taken down by the tall monk.

Along the way, the tall monk first asked the names of Ning Chuan and the two, and then said indifferently, "Remember my name, I am your elder brother, and my name is Jielong!"

"From today onwards, you are the monks of my Jianglongyuan. When you enter my Jianglongyuan, you must practice hard for me. No one can hold back my Jianglongyuan!"

"My Jianglongyuan is in the King Kong Temple. Whether it is professional level or martial arts strength, it is far stronger than the Fuhuyuan just now!"

"What's his Fuhuyuan? How can he compare with my Jianglongyuan? What a joke!"

"From now on, when you are in King Kong Temple, you will represent the face of my Jianglongyuan. If you are bullied, remember to report my name [Jielong]!"

"Whoever dares to bully you is bullying me, understand?"

Ning Chuan was speechless secretly, calling out to be an expert.

He thought that after getting started, bullying in the temple would be inevitable, but he didn't expect that the real situation seemed to be not the case at all.

The words of Jielong sounded like Heishi would be recruiting younger brothers!
"Eldest brother, did the Fuhu Court just now have a deep conflict with us?"

Ning Chuan couldn't help asking embarrassingly.

Jielong paused, glanced back at Ning Chuan, then snorted coldly, and turned back again, "It doesn't matter whether it's deep or not, we still have to exchange ideas with each other, it's nothing more than a matter of face, but in front of outsiders, everyone It’s still unanimous.”

"Oh."

Ning Chuan understood.

Looking at the senior brother's back, Ning Chuan couldn't hold back a few times, and wanted to reach out and pat him.

But after thinking about it, he still stopped.

It's really unwise to offend senior brother right from the start.

Let's talk about it slowly.

Suddenly, his heart moved, he patted Jiegou next to him, and said with a smile, "Brother Jiegou, from now on, everyone should take care of each other."

【Ding! 】

[Random paste power value * 1]!
"Hehe, Junior Brother Jiechuan is being polite, you should, you should."

The dog next to him quickly smiled and nodded.

Ning Chuan chuckled and withdrew his palm.

Next, the Jielong first took them there to get their clothes, and then showed them the residence.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, I will start teaching you martial arts immediately!"

Jielong spoke coldly.

"Practice martial arts so soon?"

Jiegou showed surprise.

"Quick?"

Jielong snorted coldly, "It's not too soon. In five days, there will be a large-scale training event waiting for you. If you don't step up and train your body, can you bear it?"

"Training? To traffic people?"

Ning Chuan said in surprise.

"Presumptuous, what is human trafficking?"

Jielong's tone sank, and he said coldly, "I'm a majestic King Kong Temple, and I'm the leader of the righteous way. How could I kidnap and traffic people? We're going down the mountain for consecration and alms. Remember, no matter where we are in the future, we must say it's consecration and alms, understand." ?"

"I understand, I understand!"

Ning Chuan nodded repeatedly.

"Well, go and change!"

Jielong said.

Ning Chuan and the two quickly ran towards their respective rooms.

Grandma is a bear, what consecration and almsgiving?

Isn't consecration to consecrate women?
Not long after, the two had finished changing and walked out of the room.

Orange-yellow monk robes, a string of Buddhist beads hung around his neck, and four ring scars on his head.

At first glance, it seems to be no different from a real monk.

Jielong directly led the two to a martial arts training area.

From a very far distance, you can hear bursts of Hehehaha Shenhe.

When they walked through the corridor and came to a courtyard, they suddenly found many monks practicing martial arts here.

Some of them were practicing standing postures beside them, and they were extremely serious about every move and style, which was the previous Qi Dingyang posture.

Some were standing in front of the iron pots, waving their hands, constantly buckling, grabbing, hitting, and stabbing into the iron pots, splashing pieces of iron sand.

Others waved their claws and scratched back and forth on a thick piece of wood in front of them, splashing traces of blood.

Without exception, every monk's fingers were abnormally thick, with bulging veins and rampant muscles on his arms.

This is the first time Ning Chuan has seen people in this world practice martial arts systematically.

"Come here, don't be too ambitious!"

Jielong's tone was indifferent. He took Ning Chuan and Jiegou to a corner and said, "If you want to practice martial arts well, the most important thing is the basic skills. !"

"The basic skill of my Vajra Temple is this Qi Dingyang Stake!"

"Remember, the first step in all martial arts is to practice strength. Only when you develop the 'strength' can you be allowed to practice advanced martial arts!"

"What is energy? Energy, everyone has it, but it's all dead energy, how to practice dead energy, how to train it into strands, like a snake, this is the key!"

"If you can't even practice strength well, even if you learn martial arts, it's just a show. It's extremely difficult for a normal person to have a strength of 200 jin, and to punch 80 jin with one punch."

"But for those who have practiced hard, one punch can weigh 800 catties or 1000 catties. It penetrates the body surface and directly hurts the internal organs. This is the difference!"

"And this qi-fixing-yang pile is the key to your perception of strength! Now look after it, I'll make a complete one-qi-fixing-yang pile for you!"

call!call!call!
The monk Jielong immediately took a stride, and once again started to move vigorously in the open space.

During this period, Ning Chuan had been watching the monk Jielong closely.

After he's done it again.

【Ding! 】

[Extract a Qi Dingyang Pile*1]!
Ning Chuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

Extracted again.

But soon he made a new discovery.

一气定阳桩由之前的【入门(1/2)】,很快变成了【入门(2/2)】,继而又变成了【登堂入室(0/4)】。

This means that every time he looks at it, his Yiqi Dingyang Stake will increase once!
"Do you understand everything?"

After monk Jielong finished, his tone became cold.

"Senior Brother Jielong, I don't seem to understand it very well, I wonder if senior brother can demonstrate it again?"

Ning Chuan suddenly raised his palm and spoke nonchalantly.

Jie Gou on one side also looked expectantly at Jielong.

After all, there are a total of 72 movements, who can understand them all at once?
(End of this chapter)

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