The barrel fell to the ground and rolled gurglingly to Shen Yi's feet, sprinkling water along the way.
"Junior Brother Wufeng, what do you mean?" A monk not far away grabbed another person and shouted loudly.
"Senior brother, you obviously took the initiative to hit me with the bucket, but you still ask me what I mean!"
The other monk also showed an angry look and asked angrily.
The two men pushed and questioned, and in a hurry, they actually moved their hands.
"Wufeng and Wuyun are crazy, they started fighting in the presence of Discipline Academy disciples." Seeing this scene happening, Wuchen couldn't help but look to the other side.
Disciples from the Discipline Academy accompany the morning classes, evening classes, and other tasks that must be performed at Linglong Iron Temple, both to look after and supervise. There will even occasionally be deacon monks of a higher level appearing.
Shen Yi often encountered this situation. When he was doing evening classes, he was drowsy from chanting sutras. He suddenly got excited, turned around and saw a deacon monk suddenly appeared at the door like a high school teacher in his previous life, with a ghostly look in his eyes.
looked at him.
Anyone caught making mistakes in their homework will be severely punished.
But today, something unexpected happened. The disciples from the Discipline Academy who were still standing there supervising before were nowhere to be seen.
'Wait a minute, I remember... that Wu Feng also practiced Iron Clothes Shirt, and he opened his pulse three months ago.'
Shen Yi was alert and looked around without any trace. Sure enough, he saw someone staring closely at Wu Feng and watching him fight Wu Yun.
This is a temptation!
Someone is testing the disciples who practice Iron Clothes Shirt, trying to find out something from these disciples.
And the target they were looking for... Shen Yi could only think of himself.
In the fight with Wu Ai last night, Shen Yi showed extremely high horizontal training skills, which will become an important clue for Wu Ai to find him.
'But how can a disciple like Wu'ai, who doesn't even wear yellow clothes, have such great power, and even let people test it for him?'
This major Buddhist sect basically uses monk robes and cassocks as symbols of status. According to the unified dress regulations of the three major temples, ordinary monks wear gray monk robes; if they have errands to do, such as deacons in various temples, they wear yellow monk robes.
The head of each courtyard and the abbot wear red cassocks in addition to yellow monk robes.
Although Wu Ai has some power, he has not even changed into yellow clothes. Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to command so many people.
Instinct told Shen Yi that he was probably getting into quite a bit of trouble.
Thinking of this, Shen Yi no longer paid attention to the two people who were still fighting. He said hello to Wuchen, picked up the bucket and walked up the mountain.
After carrying water up the mountain, completing this assignment, and having breakfast, we then had to practice martial arts in the White Clothes Hall of the Monk Monastery.
After half an hour of fighting, the monk had time to do his own thing.
Shen Yi assumed the familiar Luohan Fist stance, exhaled loudly, let out a low cry, and punched out like an arrow. A simple straight punch was powerful and sharp, making a crisp sound.
Although his inner energy disappeared in the change, his physical strength was more than twice as strong. At this moment, Shen Yi started to use his mental skills again, and the meager amount of inner energy he had just cultivated was not swallowed up, making his body stronger.
There was an indescribable aura in the fist.
"Um?"
Wuchen on the side saw this and exclaimed in surprise, "Have you opened the meridians?"
Wuchen had already opened up a serious path two months ago, so it was natural that he would not be unclear about the source of that trace of aura. Seeing Shen Yi throw such a punch now, he knew that his roommate had finally crossed that hurdle.
No need to worry about downgrading.
"I had an enlightenment by chance last night, and I was lucky enough to make a breakthrough." Shen Yi said with a smile.
As he spoke, Shen Yi launched several moves in succession. His fists generated wind, and each move made a strong sound. The Arhat Fist, an introductory martial art, was unusually strong in his hands. It looked even more powerful than the Vajra Fist, attracting repeated attacks from the monks around him.
Sideways glance.
Just when he was getting excited about practicing, a burly warrior monk suddenly came from behind with a lunge, like a tiger emerging from its cage.
"Junior Brother Wuwu, watch your moves."
You can't help but fight in the monk's monastery, and there are often sparring sessions. As long as both parties agree, they can fight on the spot.
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But in this encounter, there was never a surprise attack, and it was forbidden to attack behind the scenes.
At this moment, the monk suddenly took action, and the awe-inspiring force made the people around him scream in surprise, and even made Shen Yi feel clear in his heart, 'The temptation is coming.'
He showed his strength in the realm of opening pulses and practiced Iron Clothes Shirt, so the temptation came immediately.
The punch from behind was quite similar to last night, but Shen Yi's response was completely different from last night.
He twists his waist and adjusts his hips, shakes and exerts strength, puts his palms together in front of him, performs a "boy's worship" move, blocks a surprise punch from top to bottom, and presses the opponent's wrist with as much force as a mountain, even if it makes him punch
The frame fell apart and the body leaned forward.
Shen Yi took the opportunity to turn sideways, struck out with his elbow, and hit the opponent's chest hard, sending him flying backwards.
This series of changes happened in the blink of an eye, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, so fast that people couldn't react in time. As soon as everyone's surprise stopped, they saw that the attacking monk had been beaten away by Shen Yi.
As soon as his body fell together, the burly monk was about to fall solidly to the ground. At this moment, a yellow shadow swept in from the door of the hall. He stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, he spanned three feet and stretched out his hand to press down on the monk.
Behind the back, take it.
"Junior Brother Wu Ming, are you okay?"
The monk in yellow robes removed the force transmitted from him and took over the burly warrior monk. His slightly dark face was full of solemnity. With that look, who else could he be without anger?
After just one night of absence, this black-faced god put on yellow clothes and became one of the deacons of the Discipline Hall.
"Cough cough cough..."
Wuming coughed repeatedly, but still managed to say: "Junior brother is fine, senior brother Wu'an, it was me who was so happy to see Xie Xin that I suddenly took action. I don't blame junior brother Wuwu."
He took the responsibility on himself, but he had no intention of passing the blame. If he wanted to pass the blame, with Wu'an's relationship with him, he could really create some trouble for Shen Yi.
"Since it's your fault, then go copy the Heart Sutra ten times and calm down."
Seeing this, Wu Ai simply gave him a punishment, then looked at Shen Yi, and said with a cold face: "There is also this junior brother Wu Wu. You need to be careful when making moves in the future, so as not to hurt the friendship between the senior brothers.
.Today, remember that there is a reason for everything, so I won’t worry about you taking too harsh measures.”
"Junior brother understands." Shen Yi looked calm and nodded in reply.
Good guys and bad guys have been fooled by each other, so what can he say?
But in his heart, Shen Yi didn't intend to continue to let Wu Ai stir up trouble here, and needed to find some trouble for him to prevent him from disturbing him.
'I just want to practice hard, become a peerless master, then return to secular life, marry a beautiful wife and live a life without shame or impatience. Don't make me anxious.'