Chapter 2523 Misunderstanding

The atmosphere became tense.

Zhou Shu nodded to the majestic old man and looked towards the Qiyu Sect disciples in the distance.

Maybe this is the rule of Qi Yuzong.

They come, the security.

A dark and thin middle-aged man noticed Zhou Shu, but forgot the bucket on his shoulder and accidentally poured half a bucket of water down.

The water fell straight down, creating a pit in the ground, and was still seeping down.

"What to do, idiot!"

Hearing the sound of drinking, the middle-aged man quickly reached for water and was in a panic.

This scene didn't look like a cultivator, but Zhou Shu's eyes went straight.

The black bricks on the ground are made of black iron stone, which is extremely strong and can almost be regarded as an immortal. It took some effort for the golden immortal to break it, but a hole was punched out by the weight of the falling water. It can be seen that the water ...Of course it's not ordinary water, but Ming Liuli Juice, a very rare body-refining material. Just a small drop weighs ten thousand kilograms. If not, how could the black iron stone be crushed.

But what surprised Zhou Shu most was not bricks and water.

The weight of the two barrels of Ming Liuli juice can be imagined, but the middle-aged man carried it on his shoulders as effortlessly as two pieces of paper. Moreover, he walked on black iron stone bricks, but there was no Any traces showed that he supported the two buckets of Ming Liuli juice all by himself, without letting the ground share any of it.

The scary thing is not only this middle-aged man, but also the dozens of people carrying water inside. In comparison, the middle-aged man seems to be a little inferior. He carries it with his shoulders, while others carry it with their hands. Some use their heads, some use their feet upside down, some bite with their mouths, and some even use two fingers.

Could it be said that two fingers have so much power?

Zhou Shu felt ashamed and hesitated slightly when he looked at the blacksmiths again.

Where is the iron placed on the anvil? Zhou Shu is very familiar with it. It is clearly the Heavenly Fire God's Gold. This third-grade immortal material is being kneaded around like dough under the hammers. No resistance.

Forging iron and carrying water are clearly a kind of rigorous physical training.

Seeing that Zhou Shu didn't move for a long time, the old man curled up his lips and sneered, "What's the matter? I don't want to choose, then do you want me to do it for you?"

Before Zhou Shu could answer, the old man waved, "Di Wu, come here."

A young man with a kind face responded and walked over holding a bucket.

The old man frowned, "What are you still holding? Put it away!"

Di Wu put away the bucket with some embarrassment, "Master, what are your orders?"

The old man pointed at the stone tablet behind him and said slowly, "Aim at the Qili tablet and punch it hard."

Di Wu responded, walked to the stone tablet, and stood still. He didn't see any movement, but he had an awe-inspiring aura, as if he were a big mountain, a volcano that could erupt at any time.

boom.

He threw out a punch and quickly pulled it back. Di Wu walked up to the old man and bowed respectfully.

On the stone tablet, a few big characters appeared, "Seven hundred and eighty-five."

The old man glanced at the stone tablet, frowned, and turned to Zhou Shu and said, "You are lucky, kid. You don't have to do anything today. We will decide the winner on the weapon tablet. If you exceed this number, I will naturally admit defeat. If you can't surpass it, just be obedient." go back."

Zhou Shu stared at the stone tablet, seeming thoughtful.

The weapon power monument should be a device to check the strength of Qi Yuzong disciples. Is this 785 high or low?

The old man looked at Zhou Shu, already a little impatient, "I'm already at your mercy, what else do you want to do?"

Zhou Shu raised his hand, "Senior, what are the standards for weapon strength?"

"What?"

The old man glared, "You don't know? Your master asked you to come here, but he didn't tell you this?"

Zhou Shu's heart was slightly shaken, and he unconsciously said, "Junior came here on his own. There is no master who asked junior to come. Did senior recognize the wrong person?"

"wrong person?"

The old man's expression turned cold, "People may admit they are wrong, but what you are carrying is not wrong. Who else but Yuan Ming will have those rosary beads?"

Zhou Shu's face froze, and then he realized that he had admitted the wrong person.

He does carry a string of rosary beads with him, which he got from the Yuanxu Realm. Although he does not intend to go to the Yuanxu Realm again, the Zen power in this string of rosary beads is quite meaningful and can be used to understand the Zen way and self-reflect. I was reluctant to throw it away, but unexpectedly, the old man sensed it and regarded me as a disciple of Elder Yuan Ming. This is what happened next. Most of the time, the old man had some grudge against Yuan Ming.

The rosary beads were not worth hiding too deeply as they could easily be seen. The reason why he did not put them into the Demon Refining World was because he did not want the Demon Refining World to be contaminated by the Zen Tao.

A misunderstanding.

Zhou Shu couldn't help but smile and explained.

The old man looked confused, "Are you kidding? For Tanyuan Rosary, entering the Yuanxu Realm is not a function at all. It is a Zen treasure that belongs exclusively to Leiyin Temple. The person holding it is equivalent to Leiyin Temple. Even Yuan Ming himself only has two strings, how could he give them to you for no reason?"

Zhou Shu hesitated, "This junior doesn't know this. I only know that Elder Yuanming said that I have a destiny with Buddha."

He only thought it was a key to enter the Yuanxu Realm, but he didn't expect it to be the Zen treasure of Leiyin Temple. He inexplicably became the Zen monk of Leiyin Temple?

What does Yuan Ming want to do? Zhou Shu didn't have a good impression of Yuan Ming. After his trip to Yuanxu Realm, he had regarded him as a fake monk who used Buddhism to improve his abilities, not a real monk.

"Then you are really destined."

The old man's expression was gloomy and uncertain, as if he was wondering whether Zhou Shu's words were true or false.

Zhou Shu shook his head and saluted, "This junior is indeed not a disciple of Elder Yuanming. My name is Yang Rong, and he is the supervisor of Crescent City. If you don't believe me, you can ask Wei Xianqi here, he knows best."

"Do you know Mr. Wei?"

The old man looked at Zhou Shu, his expression gradually softened, "I will ask, but if you are not a disciple of Yuan Ming, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Shu showed some respect, "This junior has long admired the Qiyu Sect's Tai Dao, and has also practiced some of the noble sect's methods. When I arrived in Lianyung City this time, I wanted to come to the Qiyu Sect and ask the seniors for advice on the true meaning of the Ti Dao."

The old man nodded and said slowly, "The Qiyu Sect in Lianyun City is not accepting disciples for the time being. If you want to join, just go to Qunyu Realm."

Zhou Shu thought for a moment and said, "This junior doesn't want to become a disciple of the Qiyu Sect. I just want to know more about Taoism and gain more knowledge."

The old man's face changed slightly, and he laughed unconsciously, "So, you are here to challenge for a fight? This seems to be no different from before. Not bad, not bad. I have been waiting for this moment. Come on."

Zhou Shu was stunned for a moment, "What?"

The old man pointed at the stone tablet and said with a half-smile, "Punch it hard. If you can surpass Di Wu, I promise to let you see more ways of life. If not, you should leave as soon as possible. It is useless to keep it." .”

Zhou Shu said calmly, "Senior's requirements are a bit too high, aren't they?"

The old man paused for a moment, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, and said in a confident voice, "Since you are destined to be Yuan Ming, you must be right. This number should not be difficult for you."

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