Chapter 58: Then this monk will let you understand what a demon king should be like

More than a month later.

Lingjiu Palace, main hall.

Although the young monk was still in white monk clothes, the texture of the clothes was far better than before, and I don't know if it was made of silk or satin.

He sat in the main seat rather lazily, with his arms on the armrests, listening to Granny Yu's report below:

"Venerable, the disciples of the eight divisions have all entered the eight energies, among which the water division disciples have the fastest cultivation speed of Zhouliu Water Force."

"Normal, the introductory martial art of Lingjiu Palace, 'Ice Gathering Art', is based on cold ice, with ice in the palm, qi in the ice, and practicing Zhouliu Water Force naturally has a bonus."

Zhuang Buran tapped the armrest with his fingertips:

"Most of you have ordinary qualifications. If you want to practice hard on your own, I'm afraid it will be delayed for another twenty or thirty years."

"Fortunately, this monk is proficient in martial arts and medicine. I have specially created a set of techniques that can be practiced with the eight energies, so that you can practice internal skills while walking, sitting, and lying down."

"In addition, I once used the method of North Dark's every acupoint on the body generating a vortex suction force to make myself reach the realm of heaven and man as one."

"If you practice internal skills in this state, it can be said that you have divine help, and the speed of internal skill progress can be increased by at least three to five times."

"And wanting to reach heaven and man as one is even more difficult for you."

"This monk will use it in the golden needle, so that the needle falls on the major acupoints of the whole body, stimulates the meridians, and can stimulate the vortex suction force, forcing yourself to enter the empty and boundless realm of the supreme void."

"Using the needle as a medium to connect the qi of the supreme void, so that the spirit returns to the spiritual mansion, can be called 'Supreme Void Spirit Pivot Needle Technique'. With these two-pronged approach, within five years, you will definitely be able to possess sixty years of skill."

He glanced and said to Meijian, Lan Jian, Zhu Jian, and Jujian on both sides:

"During this period, whether it is the auxiliary method or the needle method, it has been passed on to you four sisters. Next, you will pass it on. Don't forget to tell them to prepare more nourishing things when practicing internal skills."

"Obey, the maid has remembered."

The four sisters said in unison.

Zhuang Buran turned his eyes to Granny Yu:

"You send some disciples out to find out what major events have happened in the martial arts world in the past year."

"Yes."

In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed.

A young monk went down Tianshan alone and headed east. On the way, he seemed to have discovered something and couldn't help but laugh.

When approaching Shaoshi Mountain, he found an inn at will and asked the waiter to serve a few bowls of vegetarian noodles without meat oil.

At the table by the window on the west side, a man who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a green shirt, with beautiful eyebrows and star eyes, fair skin, and an extremely beautiful appearance, smiled inexplicably.

He had a pair of big eyes rolling around, revealing a willful and self-centered cleverness, as if he felt that it was too sorry for himself not to tease this little monk with a good appearance for a while after coming out to stroll.

He shouted with a smile:

"Little monk, the vegetarian noodles you want are all green vegetables and mushrooms, without half a drop of oil. Why not come to me, I will treat you to white meat and roast chicken."

Zhuang Buran took a look and knew that this was a woman dressed as a man, and the arrogant and unrestrained temperament revealed inadvertently made him guess who it was.

He sat at an empty dining table on his own. After the vegetarian noodles were served, the green-shirted woman saw the young monk's indifferent appearance and felt even more interesting.

She sat over with a bowl of chicken soup noodles without any sense of being an outsider.

Zhuang Buran didn't even lift his eyelids and ate the noodles unhurriedly, but saw the green-shirted woman suddenly scream in surprise, and her left hand actually picked up a small black beetle on the table:

"Little monk, look, is this bug strange?"

Seeing that the young monk still didn't pay attention to her, she couldn't help but say disappointedly:

"You little monk is so boring. Don't you think the shell of this bug is hard, dark and shiny, as if it were coated with a layer of oil!"

At this time, one of the four people in bamboo hats sitting in a quiet position seemed to be unable to bear it, and cursed a low-pitched bitch.

Immediately, a white thing flew out of the sleeve, it turned with the wind, like flowing clouds, bypassing the crowd in the hall.

It swept past the back of the green-shirted woman, and she let out a painful cry. The diners around showed horror.

Then a wound deep to the bone appeared on her back, and her back was instantly dyed red. The position where she sat was already flowing with a pool of blood in less than a while.

"Which despicable and shameless bastard actually attacked and injured people behind their backs." The green-shirted woman endured the severe pain and whispered to the surroundings.

She looked fiercely at a table of diners beside her:

"Did you see who made the move just now?"

These people were covered in wind and frost, and they looked like the bottom of the martial arts world. One of them said stutteringly:

"No... didn't see anyone make a move."

"Trash."

The green-shirted woman casually threw a few poisonous needles, hitting them on the ground and wailing, and then they died.

Many diners in the hall saw this and knew that this place would become a place of right and wrong, and they stood up and left one after another.

The innkeeper and the waiter seemed to be used to it, and hid in a corner that no one knew.

Suddenly, only a few people were left in the hall.

I saw the young monk continuing to eat noodles as if no one else was there, and the green-shirted woman looked fiercely at the four people in bamboo hats sitting in the quiet corner. Seeing their hidden appearance, she immediately said:

"It seems it's you. You only know how to hide your head and show your tail, and attack and injure people. Do you know who I am?"

"Bitch, my Venerable is eating, and you dare to disturb!" One person stood up and patted the table.

The green-shirted woman was stunned, and then thought about it, and immediately looked at the young monk who had finished eating:

"Good, I thought you were a little monk who strictly observed the precepts, but I didn't expect you to be a fickle monk. It turns out that the culprit is you!"

While she was speaking, a black iron silver needle shot out from her mouth.

Zhuang Buran flicked his fingers, "chi" sound, hit the black iron silver needle, and another finger force knocked the green-shirted woman to the ground.

"Jujian, your Zhouliu Wind Force Paper Butterfly Technique is considered a small success."

He stood up and said casually:

"Zhu Jian, use your Zhouliu Earth Force, let this monk see if 'Snake Tooth Thorn' has any success."

"Yes, Venerable."

The person in the light green dress walked over quickly, and there was a vine around her waist.

In a few breaths, the vine changed on its own, like a spiritual snake, crawling toward the green-shirted woman who was seriously injured and unable to get up on the ground, and poisonous sharp thorns continued to emerge on the vine.

"My brother-in-law is Xiao Feng, and my father is the Zhennan Prince of Dali. If you harm me, they..."

The green-shirted woman, A'Zi, was sweating coldly. How could she not know that she had hit a hard stubble? She shouted hurriedly, but before she finished speaking, she was pierced by the sharp thorns and felt the pain in her heart, screaming miserably.

"This monk is also cruel and extremely self-centered, but the confidence to support all this is his own strength."

"A person with low martial arts and shallow poison skills, why do you think you can act according to your preferences."

"Everything follows the heart, just want to tease, right? This monk will let you understand what a demon king should be like."

The young monk's eyes fell on Zhu Jian:

"'Snake Tooth Thorn' has already entered the hall, this is 'Evil Ghost Thorn', watch carefully."

He raised his hand slowly, operated the Qianyuan Art in the Zhouliu Earth Force, and quickly turned the vines on A'Zi into a thorn net.

The sharp thorns of each vine rose sharply, and the screams in the hall stopped, and there was another human-shaped hedgehog ball.

The young monk put a silver ingot on the table unhurriedly, and left a sentence casually:

"Innkeeper, trouble to collect the corpse."

After speaking, he walked out, and the four sisters didn't know that they had left the mountain privately and followed all the way, and they had long been discovered by their own Venerable, so they hurriedly chased after them.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 59 =====