Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

Copy: Montenegro

(Note: The full level of the current copy is the late stage of the mirror stage.)

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Because the full level of the Montenegro dungeon is the late stage of Jingtai, so Xu Changsheng added all the training points obtained later to the Yijinjing.

He directly cultivated the Yi Jin Jing, which is easy to learn but difficult to master, to the sixth level, which made his body stronger.

At the same time, Xu Changsheng has the strength comparable to a martial arts master.

Because of this, in order not to waste his force, Xu Changsheng also learned martial arts from the old monk.

The attribute column immediately added a martial arts attribute.

Xu Changsheng currently masters many martial arts and supernatural powers, some learned from old monks, and some are randomly rewarded by the sweeping system every day.

All in all, Xu Changsheng's current strength is much stronger than before.

There is no comparison at all!

Now, Xu Changsheng has mastered the Earth Store World Honored Mantra.

If he shows off the mighty Tianlong tattoo on his back, it is estimated that his strength will be even stronger!

Three poles in the sun.

The old monk took a bath and changed his clothes, finished the morning lesson on Buddhist scriptures, wearing a cassock and gold silk red sandalwood beads around his neck, slowly walked out of the ancient temple.

"Xuankong, let's go down the mountain and find two female ghosts...the donor."

Xu Changsheng turned his head to look, and saw the neatly dressed old monk, bathed in the sunshine after the snow, vaguely shrouded in the sacred Buddha light, and couldn't help but stay for a while.

"Master, Buddha needs gold clothes, and people need clothes. That's right."

The old monk Huiming asked, "How do you explain it?"

Xu Changsheng said: "Simply put, Master, you have become handsome."

The old monk Huiming was so angry that his eyebrows shook a few times, and he said angrily, "Isn't Lao Na usually handsome?"

"Handsome, handsome, handsome!"

"Master, wait for me, I'll change my clothes too."

Xu Changsheng dropped his broom, ran into the ancient temple, and jumped upside down in the side hall.

On weekdays, Xu Changsheng wore a tattered and tattered robe.

Today, Xu Changsheng put on a spotless white robe, with a string of Vajra Bodhi rosary hanging in front of him, and a copper bowl in his palm.

In an instant, Xu Changsheng changed from a sweeping novice to a young, handsome and handsome monk.

"Master."

Xu Changsheng walked out of the ancient temple.

The old monk who was standing in front of the mountain gate and continued to sweep the snow looked back.

This time it was him for a while.

After the snow, the sun is brighter than usual.

Xu Changsheng in a white monk's robe, standing in the bright sunshine, looked like a jade.

It is clearly a bald head, but it makes people feel like they want to shout out two words——

So handsome!

The old monk returned to his senses, coughed dryly, and said, "Amitabha, disciple of Xuankong, you have given birth to a good skin."

"If you were a flower monk, how many female benefactors and nuns would there be for you?"

Xu Changsheng said bluntly, "Master, don't go around praising me for being handsome."

"It's just a leather bag, jerk."

The old monk's face sank, he turned around, dropped his broom, and floated down the mountain.

"Xuankong, are you still not following?"

"Here comes the master!"

Xu Changsheng chased after him.

The old monk did not ask where Xu Changsheng's robes, rosary beads and red copper bowl came from.

From his point of view, that was Xu Changsheng's own chance, his own creation, and he didn't need to intervene or ask.

Small building in the forest.

Ning Caicheng and Nie Xiaoqian changed into gorgeous and delicate phoenix crowns and sat in front of the couch.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The two women immediately became nervous and subconsciously clenched their fists.

Outside the door, Xu Changsheng said, "It's me."

Ning Caicheng lifted his red hijab in anger, and said angrily, "This little monk, why didn't he open the window this time and go to the front door instead?"

Nie Xiaoqian covered her mouth with a chuckle and said, "Sister, Xu Changsheng brought the old monk from the mountain here, and of course he won't open the window."*

Chapter 20 Flying with the monk

"The old monk on the mountain is here."

Ning Caicheng suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

After all, they are eminent monks, and they are female ghosts. How can they not be embarrassed when they see eminent monks with profound Buddhist teachings?

In fact, Xu Changsheng is now considered to be an eminent monk.

It's just that Xu Changsheng and Ning Caicheng and Nie Xiaoqian often interact with each other, so they are not afraid of Xu Changsheng.

Ning Caicheng and Nie Xiaoqian waved their long sleeves, and the door of Lin Zhongxiaozhu's room opened to both sides with a "click".

Standing at the door was Xu Changsheng and his master Huiming, the old monk.

"The heavy Yin Qi really is the place where female ghosts live."

The old monk Huiming looked at it and frowned deeply.

He had already opened his eyes of wisdom. Ordinary people could not see the name of the house with the naked eye, but in the eyes of the old monk Huiming, the house was filled with yin and gloom.

Xu Changsheng coughed dryly and reminded softly in the ear of the old monk Huiming: "Master, we want to cooperate with others to destroy the old demon of Montenegro and the general of the Fu army."

The old monk Huiming lowered his head and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and stopped talking.

The two daughters, Ning Caicheng and Nie Xiaoqian, who were wearing phoenix crowns, came floating in.

They were stunned when they saw Xu Changsheng, who was wearing a white monk's robe, handsome and extraordinary.

Buddhas rely on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes.

On weekdays, Xu Changsheng was wearing a tattered patchwork shirt, handsome but almost mean in temperament.

Now, Xu Changsheng is wearing a dustless white monk robe, a string of Vajra Bodhi rosary, and a copper bowl in his hand.

Just like a god monk who came out of the dust, white clothes and white shoes, he came down from the western sky and walked in the mortal world.

The two women were slightly startled, then came back to their senses, bowed slightly, and gave a salute.

"Ning Caicheng (Nie Xiaoqian) has seen the holy monk."

The old monk Huiming looked at the nose, the nose, the mouth, and the heart and said: "The two female ghosts... The donor is more polite, and the old monk is just an ordinary old monk."

Xu Changsheng saw that the old monk Huiming did not look at the two daughters of Ning Caicheng and Nie Xiaoqian, and knew that the old monk was invisible when he came.

After all, cooperating with a female ghost, as a monk of the Great Hanging Temple, must be disgusting.

Second, Ning Caicheng and Nie Xiaoqian were really beautiful, and the old monk Huiming didn't want to see them.

The two daughters, Ning Caicheng and Nie Xiaoqian, also took it easy, and walked in the front to lead the way.

"Two eminent monks, please."

"This is the box we use to hold the dowry, you can hide in it."

I saw two huge wooden boxes in the hall, painted black.

Xu Changsheng stepped forward to open a wooden box, and a pungent smell of black dog blood rushed to his face.

Ning Caicheng said: "In order to prevent the nose of the five great immortals from smelling the breath of living people, the black dog's blood was broken through in advance in the box."

Xu Changsheng saw that the large box contained a lot of dowry items, such as utensils, bedding, gold and silver jewelry, and a small box.

This small box is smaller than the big box, but it is more than enough to hide one person.

Xu Changsheng rubbed his palms and smiled, "Sister is really thoughtful."

"Black dog blood can exorcise evil spirits, and it will also break Master and I's legal body, so my sister prepared a small box in the big box."

"Who is your sister, stop being slick!"

Ning Cai gave Xu Changsheng a blank look.

The old monk Huiming secretly said in his heart: "What kind of manner is it to call a female ghost a brother and a brother? After turning back and destroying the old black mountain demon and the bloody corpse demon, go to Xuankong to settle the account!"

Nie Xiaoqian said: "Alright, alright, it's getting late, to prevent the five immortals and other welcoming teams from coming early, and the aggrieved little monk and holy monk went into the small box to hide."

The old monk Huiming said, "What kind of grievance is this for subduing demons and eliminating demons?"

The old monk opened a big box, and then opened the small box inside the big box, stepped in, and sat on the knees.

"Master, I can close the lid of the coffin... Bah, the lid of the box is closed."

Hearing the words, the old monk was not angry, the treasured image was solemn, his hands clasped together, and he silently recited the Buddhist scriptures.

Xu Changsheng covered the box, then got into another small box himself, sat down, and said with a smile, "Excuse the two sisters, close the lid of my coffin... box."

Nie Xiaoqian laughed lightly when she heard Xu Changsheng's slip of the tongue.