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Chapter 338 Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt (1)

This period of time was really awkward for Zhu Yuanliang.

Since he came to Dengfeng, he has been staying in Shaolin Temple to eat and drink. The battles that started before had nothing to do with him. Finally, he finally waited for a "Eternal Night Competition" that seemed interesting, but he did not have the share of him as a mortal. Seeing that all his friends were practicing hard, he obviously became insufficient motivation and the direction was unclear. The Buddhist temple was a quiet place with no fun, so he often slept until the sky was dark and did nothing.

The last time I encountered such a day, I had to go back to the spring when he had just left the "Islamic Kingdom" and returned to Lijiang and lived alone in the Happy Mansion. For Zhu Yuanliang, who was named "pioneer", charging into battle and killing the enemy was the best way for him to relieve his boredom. Even during the journey, there were some wild monsters to fight, and Pu Zixuan, a kid, accompanied him to talk, and it was not extremely boring. Now, not only the wild monsters have stayed away from him, but even Pu Zixuan "hides" into the Damo Cave for more than a month. This time, Zhu Yuanliang really felt empty in his heart.

Of course, Pu Zixuan is not here, and there are other partners who can chat and pass the time.

Sun Xiaoshu's health has been completely recovered, but he is just a child after all, and the two of them can't talk together.

Chen Shuqing is naturally a charming beauty, but Pu Zixuan has already taken the lead. Humanely, he is "a friend's wife, don't bully her." In front of her, Zhu Yuanliang always pays attention to his position and is inconvenient to get too close.

As for Su Sanniang... Well, Su Sanniang is of course an excellent partner to get along with, but she chose to go to Zhongyue Temple to practice. Although it was only separated by a mountain, it really gave people the feeling of being far away in the sky.

As for Yu Xiangdi, as a contestant in the Eternal Night Competition, he is busy practicing every day. He usually practices demon-controlling sword technique alone in the morning, and in the afternoon, he practices some Shaolin Kung Fu in the backyard with other monks in the temple.

On this day, Zhu Yuanliang took a nap and calculated that the energy of the Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist had not been replenished for a long time. He went out to see the location of the sun in the sky. He judged that it was almost Shen Shi, so he decided to go to the backyard to find Yu Xiangdi to recharge the weapon and have some fun by the way.

Since he got this equipment from Pu Weihai, he has always put it on his body anytime and anywhere, because he can never predict which monster or tomorrow will come first, even when he arrives in Shaolin Temple, it will be no exception. Once the exception is made, there will be a second, third time, and perhaps at the moment when a monster suddenly attacks, he will not have the evil spirit and the Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist, which is his deadly moment.

However, as if he had just hit a black and moldy day, just as Zhu Yuanliang was about to turn the corner into the backyard, a brick flew over the sky and hit his head in the middle. He was so shocked that he screamed "wow".

In the courtyard, Yu Xiangdi and a group of young monks were practicing the golden bell-covered iron shirt. Yu Xiangdi was bare-shirted and squatting with his horse stance. His muscles were bulging like iron, and he let the five young monks smash bricks on his head.

“Thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty…”

As the sixth little monk next to him reported, bricks after bricks hit Yu Xiangdi's head like raindrops one after another, and then broke them in half, the half that had left the hand flew out of all directions, but Yu Xiangdi didn't say a word. He could only see his hard work and persistence from the sweat beads above his black eye mask.

It was also the "thirty-eighth" brick mentioned by the little monk, which flew towards Zhu Yuanliang without long eyes, and "fortunately" this uninvited guest.

However, the young monks did not notice Zhu Yuanliang's embarrassment at all, and were still lying around Yu Xiangdi to "fire". Finally, all the bricks on the ground were consumed, and then a young monk exclaimed: "Uncle Ziyu, you have completed fifty bricks!"

"Haha, this is over?" Yu Xiangdi stood up straight and breathed a sigh of relief, "I feel like I can get another fifty dollars."

Then, he sensed Zhu Yuanliang's wind speech, stopped talking with the little monk, turned his head and teased, "Zhu Xianfeng, what wind has blown you? Are you sleeping well?"

"What's the good thing? I was just hit by this thing, and I screamed so loudly that none of you heard it!" After that, Zhu Yuanliang had already walked up to everyone, covered his head with his right hand, and the palm of the Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist in his left hand pinched the half-block that hit him, and cursed, "I'm so angry!"

"Wow, this uncle's hands are so powerful!"

"Isn't it? I've lived to be twelve years old with such an arm, and this is the first time I've seen it!"

"Tsk, this is the first time I have seen it when I was thirteen!"

The young monks didn't care about Zhu Yuanliang's head problems, but instead exclaimed at his grip strength.

Then, the little monk who had a good thing went to pull his demon Jianchou cloak.

"Is this a cassock? Why does it feel weird?"

"It's definitely not a cassock, and he's not a monk!"

"Then why did he dress so strangely? Is he a performer?"

Zhu Yuanliang felt extremely embarrassed and said more was useless, so he simply stretched out his Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist to Yu Xiangdi and ordered: "Come on, give me some energy, I will let these little things increase their knowledge!"

Yu Xiangdi smiled slightly and did not smile, so he readily recharged Zhu Yuanliang some energy. When the energy of the two demon-removing missiles was enough, Zhu Yuanliang asked Yu Xiangdi to stop, and then reminded the young monks: "Stand far away for me, look forward to it!"

The little monks stood on both sides without knowing it. Zhu Yuanliang raised his Vajra Demonic Wrist, opened his five fingers, and pointed it at the top of a locust tree outside the courtyard wall. Soon, a golden light had gathered on his palms.

The locust tree is about fifteen feet away. In order to increase its momentum, Zhu Yuanliang also shouted: "Demon-Demon Missile - Break!"

In the midst of lightning, a golden ball of light suddenly flew out, hitting the top of the tree. A "boom" sound broke and fell down, causing the little monks to exclaim.

Fortunately, the locust tree is just a wild tree outside the wall. If it were the property of Shaolin Temple, it would not be a surprise but a blame.

"Okay, next, the real performance, please show me!"

After saying that, Zhu Yuanliang was majestic at his head, allowing the golden light to condense on his palm - of course, the side covered by a back cover.

"Hey, hey, uncle, what are you going to do?"

"Stop kidding, stop!"

In the horrified eyes of the monks, Zhu Yuanliang had a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and he aimed at the back cap and fired again. With a dull "bang", Zhu Yuanliang's head was just shaken and turned back to his original position, and said to everyone with serene satisfaction: "Did you see it? My arm is called the Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist, and my cloak is called Yao Jianchou. I don't wear them for the sake of performing!"

"Ah-I understand. It turns out that the uncle can also wear an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell!" A young monk suggested with a smile, "Or, the uncle will come and compete with Uncle Ziyu to see who has a better head!"

"Yes, yes, why don't we go and carry another hundred bricks."

Zhu Yuanliang showed off his own special purpose. He wanted to get a wave of joy like a hero coming, but he didn't expect the other party to be so "unaware of the sacredness". He didn't open any pot and picked up any pot. He immediately became angry and said angrily: "You still don't understand! My cloak can prevent demonic energy, purify power, and the attack of energy cannons, but there is no way to deal with your broken bricks!" Then, he touched Yu Xiangdi's bare head with the Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist and said, "If I have half of this guy's head, are you still afraid of the bricks?"

After saying that, Zhu Yuanliang put down his hand and sighed, "Okay, okay, hurry up and fill my energy."

At this moment, Yu Xiangdi, who had not spoken, suddenly smiled mysteriously, shook his head and said, "No..."

Zhu Yuanliang angrily scolded: "Nothing isn't it? I want you to purify the power today, and you will be completely recovered until tomorrow. Why are you so stingy?"

Yu Xiangdi refused to answer, but instead ordered a young monk: "Jueqing, take them with you and go to the brick house to get a hundred bricks."

"Hey hey, Yu Xiangdi, you won't really want to compete with me with bricks, right?" Zhu Yuanliang glared and begged, "Then I will admit defeat directly, I don't want the energy anymore, goodbye."

After saying that, Zhu Yuanliang turned around angrily and was about to leave, but Yu Xiangdi called him and snorted coldly: "What I said is that you didn't tell the truth. If you were really injured by the brick just now, even if you were only hurt, your wind whisper would be disordered for at least a while, but from me, you had nothing to do! You touched your conscience and said, are you really hurt?"

Zhu Yuanliang was stunned for a moment, and hesitated for a moment, "Uh, it seems that it really doesn't hurt... No, right, it may just be painful."

"Haha, don't pretend to be garlic with us. Lie under the Buddha's nose, but you will be punished!" After scolding, Yu Xiangdi's next sentence made Zhu Yuanliang open his mouth in surprise.
Chapter completed!
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