A dense crowd soon gathered in the square on the side of the mine.

Ning Chuan also jogged all the way, panting, and stood still among the crowd.

Everyone surprisingly closed their mouths, said nothing, and stared straight ahead.

I saw a monk with a plump body and a majestic face slowly walking out from behind the group of monks.

This monk is extremely tall, about 1.85 meters tall, with two thick and black eyebrows. In addition, he has a thick body, or because he has practiced martial arts, even his skin is not a normal color, but a light brass color.

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He was wearing a short monk's robe, and you could clearly see the distinct muscles on his arms. His wrists and palms were all extremely thick.

At a glance, one can feel an indescribable sense of power.

"Okay, five days have passed. The last time I taught you the Yiqi Dingyang Zhuan, there are a total of seventy-two movements. How many of you have practiced it."

The chubby monk had a cold tone and looked at everyone. His voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly in everyone's ears.

"You don't need to practice them all, as long as you can remember a small half of the movements. Anyone who can do more than a small half of the movements will no longer have to work hard here in the future. They can enter my Vajra Temple and become my Vajra Temple."

Official disciple!"

"Who's going to do the show now?"

There was a surge in the crowd and whispers among each other.

Ning Chuan recalled it instantly.

Five days ago, this group of monks didn't know what illness they were suffering from, but they actually directly taught their group of miners how to practice martial arts.

Although it is just an extremely simple set of introductory Dingyang stakes, it is also a bit incredible.

You must know that this Vajra Temple abducts people, kills people at every turn, and is a veritable evil monk.

How could he be so kind as to teach people how to practice martial arts?

"Sir, little Wang Youcai has memorized a few moves and is willing to show them to you!"

Suddenly, a thin man with skin dyed black by coal stretched out his palm and spoke hurriedly.

Ning Chuan glanced around and recognized this guy instantly, feeling unhappy.

Nmd!

This is the guy who just pushed me down!

No wonder he ran so fast, it turns out he was well prepared!

"Oh, then show your hands and see."

The chubby monk looked at Wang Youcai and said calmly.

"Yes, sir!"

Wang Youcai showed joy and hurriedly walked out from one side, came to the open space and began to practice the Yiqi Dingyang Stake.

"Hey! Ha..."

The stance is divided into dynamic stance and static stance. This Qi Dingyang stance is a typical dynamic stance, which contains seventy-two movements. It is the most basic technique for martial artists to understand their strength.

As soon as the king's rich horse stepped forward, it began to move back and forth and start walking.

The movements in the middle were also obviously a little inconsistent, and there were a few pauses, but fortunately he never stopped. Even though many of the movements were unsightly, he still persisted in doing them.

Many hard workers were whispering to each other, showing signs of envy.

This Wang Youcai is really damn talented!

He actually learned such a difficult Yang Yang Zhuang in one breath!

It is estimated that he will be out of hard labor soon.

Soon, Wang Youcai had finished everything. He put his hands away and stood up, covered in hot sweat, looking expectantly at the chubby monk.

"It's not bad. You only did twenty-one of the seventy-two movements correctly, so you're considered qualified."

The chubby monk looked indifferent and nodded slightly, "Take him to have his head shaved!"

Immediately a monk stood next to him and grabbed Wang Youcai and walked to one side.

Wang Youcai looked overjoyed and immediately sat motionless on the chair next to him, allowing the monk to shave his hair. After shaving, he took a handful of sandalwood and forcibly printed four ring scars on his forehead.

When he came out, Wang Youcai grinned in pain.

This wasn't the end yet. After shaving his head and taping off the scars, the shaved monk had a sneer on his face, took out a green pill from his arms, handed it to Wang Youcai, and whispered a lot of words.

It can be clearly seen that Wang Youcai's face turned pale instantly, his palms were trembling, and his face was horrified.

But under the gaze of the shaved monk, Wang Youcai gritted his teeth and swallowed the green pill.

Until then, the shaved monk looked pleased and patted Wang Youcai on the shoulder. It felt like everyone was a family from now on.

Everyone behind him looked at each other in shock.

Ning Chuan was even more shocked and suspicious.

Isn't this some kind of poison pill?

Otherwise, why would Kongji Temple be so kind as to teach everyone how to practice martial arts?

This person clearly wants free labor but also wants to recruit some disciples who are easy to control!

"Is there anyone else who can make it?"

The chubby monk continued to look at the crowd and asked.

Two people from the crowd boldly walked out again and began to move in the open space.

No matter what kind of force this Vajra Temple is, they don't want to suffer in this black coal kiln.

Staying here in the dark, not being able to eat three meals a day, and being in danger of landslides at any time is simply precarious.

Even if the Vajra Temple is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, do they believe that as long as they are obedient, the other party will not fail to give them the antidote?

"hey-hey…"

There were waves of deep shouts.

The two hard workers were pretty good, barely doing more than twenty moves correctly, and were taken to have their heads shaved, their scars branded, and they were given pills.

Others were even more envious.

"Okay, where are the others? Don't they know how to practice? Those who don't know how to practice can also pick up the 100-pound millstone next to it and walk ten steps."

The chubby monk continued to speak.

The crowd stirred again.

Not long after, several strong men emerged from the crowd with flattering smiles and began to try.

Ning Chuan looked at it and thought secretly.

With his original strength, it was obviously impossible to lift a hundred kilograms of stone.

But he just randomly pasted a lot of power on it, this should have some effect, right?

But once the target is achieved, you have to shave your head!

He also had to eat something that looked like a poisonous elixir.

"On the one hand, it is to get rid of hard labor, and on the other hand, it is the guarantee of life. Which one should I choose..."

Ning Chuan was thinking in his mind.

After taking the poisonous elixir, I am afraid that I will be unable to control many things in the future.

But if you don't take poison pills and just rely on ordinary people in the coal mine to stick them, when will you be able to get ahead? This coal mine may collapse one day...

And based on what he heard, his true heart was that he wanted to practice martial arts more.

With such an incredible thing, it would be a waste not to practice martial arts.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. The worst thing is to eat the poison pill and then find a way to get rid of it, and it may not be the poison pill..."

Ning Chuan secretly gritted his teeth and walked out directly.

There is no need to ask which one is more tempting, pasting an ordinary person or pasting a martial artist.

"Hey!"

The seven or eight big men in front of them each picked up a millstone weighing a hundred kilograms. Their faces were flushed with exhaustion, and they began to walk with difficulty on the ground, groaning.

But the surroundings of this millstone are too smooth, without any points of strength, and the weight is indeed extraordinary.

Although these big men were strong enough to pick up the millstones, they could no longer hold on because of the pain in their fingers after taking a few steps, and the heavy millstones quickly fell from their arms.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound was so dull that five or six big men couldn't bear it. Just after taking a few steps, the millstone slipped from his arms and almost hit his toe.
Chapter completed!