The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

He felt that his five senses were being quickly deprived, his ears were ringing, his eyes were blurred, and even his mental strength seemed to be dissipating rapidly. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

Just when Chen Xuan was about to go crazy, the environment in front of him suddenly changed, and he suddenly became enlightened.

brush!

The environment is still dark, but it is no longer as heavy and suffocating as before. It feels like emerging from a heavy deep pool and breathing a lot of fresh air from the outside world.

"What is this place?"

Surprised, Chen Xuan looked in all directions.

Candles are burning, and Zen incense is wafting.

Rows of huge bookshelves are filled with huge books, filled with thick books, filled with a unique atmosphere.

Chen Xuan suddenly looked at his body, his face changed slightly.

This is not my body!

It looks thin and small, with extremely thin arms and legs, and looks less than 1.6 meters tall.

More importantly, he was wearing a gray monk robe!

This kind of monk robe belongs to that kind of handyman monk at first glance!

"What's the situation?"

Chen Xuan quickly touched his head and found that all the hair had disappeared.

Bare, without a single hair.

Suddenly, he looked up and looked around.

In all directions, there were other handyman monks like him, holding a rag, and putting it on the bookshelf over and over again, slowly wiping it like a machine.

"Fatian, what are you doing in a daze? Don't you want to be lazy again, why don't you wipe it for me!"

An angry voice sounded behind him.

Then a big hand pressed hard on the back of Chen Xuan's head with an extremely heavy whistling sound.

Chen Xuan was furious.

court death!

He subconsciously wanted to use his internal strength to push this person away, but after a stroke of luck, his face suddenly changed, his body was empty, and there was no half of his internal strength left.

This is not his own body, and his internal strength is gone.

Boom!

A big hand pressed hard on the back of his head, hitting his head against the huge bookshelf, making his head dizzy, the bridge of his nose tingling, and his eyes streaming down with tears.

Many handyman monks who were wiping the bookshelves snickered when they saw this scene.

"Fatian, what's the matter? Aren't you determined to become the number one monk in Shaolin Temple? You can't take it with such a little effort? Get up!"

There was a grinning sound from behind, and after the big hand touched him, it lifted him up high by the back of his neck like a chicken.

This is a monk with a fat body and a height of more than two meters. His arms are thick like thighs, his veins are protruding, and there is a lot of hair growing on the back of his hands.

Like a black bear becoming a spirit!

"I don't even look at your virtue. You're a waste, and you are worthy of contradicting Senior Brother Fa Neng? From now on, in my hands, you will never think about turning over?"

The monk grinned grimly.

Boom!

He threw Chen Xuan against the wall on one side and smashed it hard.

Chen Xuan was annoyed.

What the hell is going on?

who am I?

Where did I come from?

Wait, Fatian?

Is this the original owner of this body?

Am I crossing again?

"If you don't get up yet, keep wiping for me!"

The monk shouted loudly.

Chen Xuan quickly got up from the ground, picked up the rag, and wiped it off the bookshelf in front of him.

He quickly calmed down and thought carefully.

wrong!

hallucinations!

It must be an illusion!

He remembered that he got the key that Long Gui said before, and then a powerful force brought him here, that is to say, everything in front of him was fake.

"It's all fake, it won't scare me!"

Chen Xuan thought secretly.

He suddenly lowered his head and looked, only to see a golden key hung above his neck, filled with a faint Buddha-like power, extremely warm.

Wiping the bookshelves over and over again, rows of Buddhist scriptures kept passing before my eyes.

While wiping, Chen Xuan suddenly stared blankly and rubbed his eyes hard.

The one who wakes up is the original self. The so-called "self" refers to the "I" in the physical body, also known as the primordial spirit. After the primordial spirit is awakened, the powerful power of heaven and earth can be mobilized at will.

At that time, both the physical body and true energy will reach an incredible level under the nourishment of heaven and earth!

Every punch and palm has great power!

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