Heavenly martial arts group

Chapter 1 001: Blood Buddha Sect Fire Head Monk

The plane of virtual cauldron.

There are five major states in Xuding, and the Western Barren State is the most barren and filled with poisonous insects and insects.

There are many small countries in the Western Wilderness, the order here is chaotic, and the countries are fighting endlessly, and most of the small countries are actually controlled by large domestic martial arts sects.

In recent years, Guyun Kingdom has gradually become a chessboard for the battle between the Youyun Sect and the Seven Kills Sect, and the second-level sects in the country, such as the Blood Buddha Sect, which are not weak, have gradually been involved.

Blood Buddha Sect, solitary room.

Jiang Cheng woke up leisurely, his left cheek was numb from the coldness of the wet mottled bluestone floor tiles, his nose smelled a damp and rotten smell mixed with moss, and his ears vaguely heard some human voices coming from outside the room.

"It's miserable, Jiang Cheng is really miserable. As a man, I sympathize with him very much. He was caught without a real shot. Now he's fine. He was treated so badly. I think he will die soon." I will be demoted to be a servant monk."

"That's right, the handyman monk has to clean the hut, he also has to work as a coolie to chop firewood, serve as a bearer to carry the sedan chair, and he may even be called by Uncle Wude to practice joy and Zen together, tsk tsk tsk"

"Uncle Wude!"

In Jiang Cheng's mind, a fat and ugly old monk suddenly appeared. He was holding a weird thing like a mallet in his hand, and he let out a lewd laugh, which woke him up.

Yigulu got up from the ground.

Jiang Cheng was gasping for air, grinning his teeth in pain, and there was pain everywhere in his body, especially his right leg and left rib, which made his forehead sweat.

Look down.

Many parts of the moon-white monk's robe were stained red with blood, especially the right leg and left rib, which looked like the skin was torn. Although they were bandaged, blood was still leaking out.

"Fortunately, the injury is not serious."

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, with anger and aggrievedness in his eyes, as well as a hint of resignation.

I am now in this imprisoned situation, wasn't it because of Senior Brother Li Dagui's hand?

The other party played with the daughter-in-law offered by the subordinate vassal gang, but he witnessed it with his own eyes on the spot. Before he could report the matter to the discipline hall of the monastery, he was beaten unconscious by the other party.

When he woke up again, he was hugging the girl "frankly and honestly", and then he was caught by Brother Li who rushed to the scene with a few monks from the same sect.

next thing
Li Dagui framed him and joined several fellow monks to frame him, even the daughter-in-law, who was afraid of power, also wept and acquiesced.

He resisted but was severely injured.

Before meeting the Chief Sentence Monk of the Discipline Hall, he was convicted of a crime by a Deputy Sentence Monk and imprisoned in this repentance room to repent. I am afraid that he will be demoted to be a servant monk in a short time.

"It's useless to regret now, we must find a way to solve the current predicament."

Jiang Cheng suppressed the anger and resignation in his heart, turned to look at the surrounding environment, and realized that he was locked in a confinement room.

After others traveled through time, either Lu Seer counterattacked or dominated the world, but he became a monk after traveling through time.

Even if he becomes a monk, he is still a monk of the Blood Buddha Sect. He is simply the scum of Buddhism and the demonic path of Buddhism. However, he has traveled through time without a golden finger. It is rumored to be a rare "free time travel" in a thousand years.

He worked as a handyman monk in the Blood Buddha Sect for more than a year, and was almost chosen by Uncle Wude to be a Huanxi Shami because of his good looks.

Xing once accidentally completed a mission in the sect issued by the chief of the Blood Buddha Hall, and then he was promoted in a daze to become the fire head monk of the Fire Work Hall. status.

The result is good now. If you offend someone, you will be demoted to a handyman again soon.

"If I go back to being a handyman monk, Li Dagui will be able to be even more unscrupulous when he punishes me."

Jiang Cheng had a headache, he touched a hard thing in his purse under the collar of his clothes, and took it out of the purse casually.

I saw this thick, big, black thing.

He sighed, "With a machine in hand, it's useless."

Yes, this is a mobile phone.

The gadget he carried with him after time travel was Huawei's latest domestic artifact - the pyjb69 model.

However, since time travel, this thing seems to have died on its own, and the screen will always be black and cannot be turned on.

For a long time, Jiang Cheng thought that this might be his standard golden finger. However, after being disappointed again and again, he had to believe that golden fingers were all delusions.

Seeing this phone now, Jiang Cheng continued to fiddle with it for a while without giving up.

Still can't boot.

"Am I going to live my life like this and be mediocre?"

Jiang Cheng looked at the phone, feeling sad from the bottom of his heart, and was even more aggrieved, so he picked up the phone and slammed it on the forehead.

"Why do such a miserable time traveler like me live?"

"Peeping at Li Dagui's non-firework girl, she was knocked out before seeing the enjoyable scene."

"Before I did anything with Hua girl, I was framed."

"Bang bang bang!"

Jiang Cheng's forehead was smashed and bleeding.

I really don't want to live anymore.

Now seeing his own baldness and broad mind, he is afraid of himself.

bang——

Finally, hit it with all your strength.

Jiang Cheng felt that his brain was no longer painful, but dizzy.

Not only was he dizzy, but a hot and viscous liquid also dripped from his forehead, along the center of his eyebrows, bridge of his nose, and slid to the corner of his mouth, with a strong smell of blood.

"Tick-la-la-"

The object in his hand suddenly vibrated violently.

Jiang Cheng stared like a ghost, staring at the screen of the phone that suddenly lit up in his hand with blood on his face.

hum-

The phone vibrated for the last time, and suddenly it was completely white.

Immediately, it lights up and enters the main screen interface, and then a lock screen password appears.

Jiang Cheng was shocked.

The unicorn arm clicked on the code lock at a speed exceeding the speed of light, and the code was four sixes.

Power on!
Go in.

"Could it be that my golden finger has finally appeared?"

Jiang Cheng was excited, his forehead was still bleeding and he couldn't help grinning silently, and quickly wiped the blood on the phone screen with his sleeve.

This kind of booting method can't afford to hurt, it's really unexpected to hit the forehead with a mobile phone to boot.

Played with the phone for ten minutes.

Jiang Cheng gradually discovered a terrifying thing.

This is really a mobile phone.

A mobile phone that is too ordinary to be more ordinary.

In addition to playing small games such as Snake, Tetris, and Xiaoxiaole, you can’t even connect to the Internet, log in to the webpage, and study RB culture, let alone expect a doll to pop out of your phone and recognize him as host.

This mobile phone can't change his current embarrassing situation at all.

"I'm still too young. Do you want me to guard this phone and play Snake to die alone? Now I can't even get into my Baidu cloud, and my dozens of gigabytes of resources."

Jiang Cheng is really aggrieved right now.

What's the use of this phone?

Unwilling to give up, Jiang Cheng continued to try. He clicked on a chat software that was very popular in the original world——Cho!
The cutting software opens.

When he saw the exclamation mark popping up above, indicating that he was not connected to the Internet, he became depressed again.

Picking doesn't work either.
This mobile phone is considered a piece of trash in my hand now, and it can't be charged, so I'm afraid it's not a golden finger at all.

Just thought of this.

Suddenly the phone trembled again, Jiang Cheng hurriedly looked down, and then found a strange scene, a notification message popped up.

Click to open it, it is a group message.

"All Heavenly Martial Cultivators Group invites you into the group!"

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