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Chapter 4 Martial Arts(1/2)

The business of this Vajra Temple is so big that it is beyond Ningchuan's expectations.

He had previously thought that the Vajra Temple only trafficked young and middle-aged people like him and used them to mine.

But after listening to Monk Huiwen's explanation, he found that he was still underestimating the temple.

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

Especially for girls, the profits of abducting a rich girl are often incomparable to hundreds of young and middle-aged people and children.

"The so-called rabbits do not eat grass beside their nests. All the people in our Vajra Temple must remember that people within a radius of fifty miles must not be kidnapped!"

"As for fifty miles away, haha, it depends on your own ability, how to sell stolen goods and how to do it, there will be special training in the temple in the future."

"I can say ugly things ahead. If someone is accidentally arrested in the future, don't think about giving up my Vajra Temple, because even if you give up, we won't recognize it!"

"What's more, who dares to offer it? Haha, I'm afraid others may not believe it!"

Monk Huiwen laughed and explained.

The four new disciples were all secretly awe-inspiring.

"By the way, I've told you so much, you won't go to report to the official secretly, right?"

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 official position, I am not afraid of Vajra Temple. If you don't believe me, go and try it."

He turned around and continued walking.

"I dare not, I dare not."

Ningchuan and the other four hurriedly followed behind.

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

If you live impatiently, you will report it?

Not long.

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

Two thick and heavy doors are covered with red paint, and are inlaid with huge door nails, which are largely open.

At first glance, except for the height of the wall, there is almost no difference between it and a normal Buddhist temple.

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

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

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

Monk Huiwen said calmly.

"Yes, uncle!"

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

"You, you, come with me!"

"You two come with me!"

Soon the four were divided into two groups.

Ning Chuan and a man next to him whose name is [Jie Dog] were directly taken down by the tall monk.

Along the way, the tall monk first asked Ning Chuan and the other two about their names, then said in a cold tone, "Remember my name, I am your senior brother, the Dharma name Jielong!"

"From today on, you will be the monks of my Dragon Secting Courtyard. After entering my Dragon Secting Courtyard, you must practice me seriously. No one can drag my Dragon Secting Courtyard down!"

"My Dragon Academy is in the Vajra Temple. In terms of professional level and martial arts strength, it is far better than the Fuhu Academy just now!"

"What is his Fuhuyuan worth? How can he compare with my Dragon Governing Academy? What a joke!"

"In the future, you will be in Vajra Temple, which represents the storefront of my Dragon Subjugation Courtyard. If you are bullied, remember to report my name as [Jinglong]!"

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

Ning Chuan was secretly shocked and called himself an expert.

He thought that after entering the school, he would be able to get a slap in the temple, but he didn't expect that the real situation seemed to be the case at all.

The words of Jielong sounded like a black man who was trying to attract younger brothers!

"Senior Brother, is the Fuhuyuan just now very conflicted with us?"

Ning Chuan couldn't help asking embarrassedly.

Jielong paused, looked back at Ning Chuan, then snorted coldly, and turned back again, "It's not a matter of depth or not. It's just a matter of face. But in front of outsiders, everyone is united in the outside world."

"oh."

Ning Chuan understood.

Looking at the back of the eldest brother, Ning Chuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed several times and wanted to reach out and pat it.

But he thought about it and stopped.

It's really unwise to offend the elder brother as soon as he comes up.

Let’s talk about it slowly.

Suddenly, his heart moved, patted the Dog beside him, and smiled, "Senior Brother Jie Gou, from now on, everyone will take care of each other."

【bite!】

【Random paste strength value *1】!

"Haha, Junior Brother Jiechuan is polite, it should be, it should be."

The dog next to him quickly smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Ning Chuan smiled and withdrew his palm.

Next, the dragon took them over to collect their clothes, and then took them to see the residence.

"Go in and change your clothes quickly and start teaching you martial arts!"

Jielong spoke coldly.

"Let's practice martial arts so quickly?"

The dog showed surprise.

"Fast?"

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

"Training? Is it to trafficking people?"

Ning Chuan said in surprise.

"Pride, what trafficking people?"

Jielong's tone sank, and Binghan said, "I am the leader of the Vajra Temple, how could I abduct a population? We are going to the foot of the mountain to consecrate and beg for alms. Remember, no matter where we are in the future, we will say it is consecration and beg for alms. Do you understand?"

"I understand, understand!"

Ning Chuan nodded repeatedly.

"Well, go and change your clothes!"

Jielong spoke.

Ning Chuan and the others rushed towards their respective rooms.

Grandma, what are you consecrating and begging for alms?

Isn’t it going to consecrate women?

Soon, the two of them had already changed their clothes and walked out of the room.

The orange-yellow monk robe had Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and four ring scars were pressed 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 area.

When you are far away, you can hear a series of deep and hehe ha ha.

When they walked to the corridor and came to a yard, they immediately found that many monks were practicing martial arts here.

Some of them practice standing stances next to them, and each move is extremely serious, which is the previous Yiqi Dingyang Stub.

Some are standing in front of the iron pots, waving their hands, constantly buckle, grab, hit, thorn, and splashing pieces of iron sand.

Some of them waved their claws and grabbed a piece of thick wood in front of them, splashing blood.

Without exception, every monk's fingers were extremely thick, with blue veins swelling on his arms and muscles scattering.

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

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

Jielong had a cold tone and took Ning Chuan and Jie Gou to one corner and said, "If you want to practice martial arts well, the most important thing is basic skills. Only when you have solid basic skills can you master various unique skills in the future!"

"The basic skill of my Vajra Temple is this Qi Dingyang Pile!"
To be continued...
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