Heavenly martial arts group

Chapter 3 003: Power Absorption Dafa

"squeak--"

The door is pushed open.

Two discipline monks wearing gray and yellow monk robes walked in from outside the door.

"Junior brother Jiang, please, the punishment for you has been issued now, you have been relegated to the handyman monk, execute it now, and immediately go to clean today's hut."

One of the discipline monks with a large mole on his forehead sneered.

"You want me to clean the hut?"

Jiang Cheng was in a daze, recalling the experience of being a handyman monk cleaning the hut, he now feels extremely painful.

That stinking hut is simply not a place for people to stay, especially for someone like him who has traveled through modern society, and now he is going back to that hell again.

"What? Do you still have an opinion?" Another fat-faced monk snorted.

"I have opinions, of course I have opinions, you two sons of tortoises, bastards, both."

Jiang Cheng cursed in his heart, but there was a smile on his face, "No objection, no objection, please, brothers."

The experience of the past two years in the Blood Buddha Sect told him that when he was weak, he had to admit cowardice, and if he didn't admit cowardice, there would be absolutely no good fruit to eat.

I had to smile on my face, MMP in my heart.

"You two melons, after Buddha, I figure out what's going on with my golden finger, I won't cut you two to death."

Jiang Cheng felt ruthless.

Following the two disciplinary monks out of the solitary room, they quickly walked through the halls and alleys to the handyman's office.

Half an hour later, Jiang Cheng changed into a tattered gray monk's uniform worn by some handyman, with a tattered blood Buddha wooden tablet hanging from his waist.

This is being relegated to the handyman monk.

"Take it, someone will come over later to take you to wash the latrine."

A broken broom was thrown at Jiang Cheng.

He took it subconsciously, and his nose smelled the extremely unpleasant smell on the broom.

Looking at the broom head, there is also some yellow and white mixed garbage.

"Fuck." Jiang Cheng cursed inwardly, took the broom and walked to the corner of the eaves first, looked left and right to see if there was no one there, then took out the phone from his pocket again.

"Buddha bless Buddha bless, this golden finger must work."

Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone and looked at it. The battery level of the mobile phone was still at [-]%.

He quickly started to enter the chat group, and began to search for one-star fighters from the heavens and the world.

Chen Jinnan and others who are familiar with him will not talk about it.

This time Jiang Cheng saw some more familiar one-star fighters.

When he saw one line of messages, his eyes lit up.

"Zhu Wushi—a one-star fighter, from the world of "No. 29 in the World". To join the group: [-] active points."

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Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

It turned out to be Zhu Wuwu, the biggest villain in "The World's No. 29", Zhu Wuwu, and he only needed [-] active points to join the group. This was a great thing.

This guy is probably one of the top ranks among the one-star fighters.

Jiang Cheng thought for a while, and pulled Zhu Wushi into the group without hesitation.

The group message prompts: "Zhu ignores joining the martial arts group of the heavens."

Zhu ignored: "Huh? Where is this?"

Jiang Cheng saw Zhu Wushi's words in the chat group, which seemed to be the inner monologue of the other party?
"This is the Infinite Martial Arts Chat Group. You are welcome to become the No. 2 member of this group. I am a great fortune teller. I specially invite you to become a member of this group and study the principles of martial arts together!"

Jiang Cheng played tricks and sent out a message.

"Ridiculous! Who are you so good at? If you don't show up again, don't blame this king's ruthless subordinates."

Zhu ignored the shock in his heart at this time, but pretended to be calm on the surface, and at the same time thought about Jiang Cheng's origin in his heart.

At this time, he was sitting in the extremely luxurious hall of Hulong Villa meditating, but he suddenly felt that his spirit had entered an extremely empty and mysterious space, and he couldn't wake up.

This was just like the rumored situation of Ye Bian, he had to be startled by the arrival of a demon.

But at this moment, someone in his mind was talking, communicating with him, claiming to be a fortune teller, speaking extremely strangely, which made him vigilant.

"Zhu Wuwu, it's normal for juniors like you not to know the name of my divine fortune teller. If I hadn't had some connection with your master, Tianchi Weixia, I wouldn't have dragged a kid like you into my group of all-heaven martial arts cultivators. .”

Jiang Cheng continued to fool around and add clichés.

Zhu Wushi was surprised and suspicious in his heart, unable to grasp just how divine Jiang Cheng was.

He gathered all his energy and energy to break free from the cage that bound him, but found that even after returning to the main hall of Hulong Villa, he could still hear the other party's voice in his mind. This is not like a method of sound transmission, because He couldn't grasp the position of the opponent at all.

"Who exactly is Senior? I have never heard of your name, Senior."

"Okay, this old boy is still wondering who I am. It's really insidious enough to find me and kill me."

Jiang Cheng had already consumed ten active points at this time, and learned about Zhu Wushi's inner thoughts.

Sure enough, the other party was worthy of being a big hero, and even though he was shocked in such a situation, he calmly looked for a good solution.

But the other party obviously didn't know that he could still know his inner thoughts, so he couldn't escape his control at all.

"Little Zhu, it seems that you are still very vigilant, hehehe, speaking of your master's martial arts, it was actually created by the old man's former disciple Bodhidharma.

Like "King Kong Immortal Art", which was originally called "Hunyuan Boy Art", your master has a little talent, but he was able to correct it, and later named it "King Kong Indestructible Art."

"Huh? Senior actually knows such a secret?"

Zhu Wushi was taken aback.

He had only accidentally learned of these secret past events at the place where his master was enthroned, and it was absolutely impossible for them to spread in the world. He didn't expect that this mysterious fortune teller would actually know about it. Could it be that the other party really...?

"Impossible!" Zhu ignored it in his heart.

At this time, Jiang Cheng chuckled and continued to fool around, "Your master Tianchi is only the sixth generation heir of the old man's disciple Bodhidharma. Speaking of which, you are the old man's disciple and grandchild. The "Suction Dafa" you practiced There are flaws, I don't know if you ever knew it?"

"My "Suction Dafa" is flawed?" This is the funniest joke Zhu Wushi has ever heard.

"Do you think that the legacy left by that boy from Tianchi is to be taught by all?"

Jiang Cheng chuckled, sowing discord, and at the same time paying close attention to Zhu Wushi's inner thoughts.

He knew that Zhu ignored such heroes and was most suspicious. If he provoked him like this, even if he didn't believe him, he would still be suspicious.

Sure enough, Zhu ignored his disbelief, but his heart tightened suddenly, and he began to think about the meaning of his words.

This gave Jiang Cheng an opportunity to take advantage of, and he immediately learned the formula of the power-absorbing method that Zhu Wushi quickly passed through his mind.

"MMP, it's really difficult to cheat a martial arts secret book. It takes a step-by-step routine."

Jiang Cheng quickly memorized the formula that Zhu Wushi passed through his mind.

However, after all, there is no ability to remember with a photographic memory, so I can barely remember the general idea, and the other party no longer recalls the Dafa.

"Little Zhu, you are quite ambitious, so the old man won't tell you too much, but if the little guy from Gu Santong hasn't escaped from the prison, you have to pay more attention, and he may make some for you in the future." Little trouble"

Jiang Cheng accepted it as soon as he saw it, without asking any more questions, and after saying another pretense, he put away the phone.

Now the active value is not enough, if you want to know what the other person is thinking, you have to wait until tomorrow.

But just at that moment, he has almost memorized the first half of the method of absorbing energy, and he is groping for cultivation. It should be no problem.
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(End of this chapter)