The wind is gentle and the sun is shining brightly in the small monastery, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Although there are thunderous thunders outside, it does not seem to affect the idyllic beauty of the small monastery at all.

An old bald man with a bare upper body and an unusually strong body that did not match his old face was standing in front of the mirror, admiring his almost perfect figure with great satisfaction.

"I really have an excellent figure!" The old bald man praised himself while doing various bodybuilding movements.

This does not look like an old man who is about to die. This is simply a muscular man who looks older. Who can imagine that such an old bald man who looks full of philosophy and is very unruly wears Buddhist robes and cassocks?

Is it the abbot of Lingyin Temple who is admired by thousands of believers and is compassionate?

"Dong dong dong!"

Just as the old monk was admiring his figure, there was a sudden knock on the door of the monastery. The old monk tilted his head, his eyes seemed a little surprised, and said to himself: "So fast?"

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Outside the monastery, Shen Ming's whole body was red, and his body was covered with purple-black thunder patterns, as if they were branded on, and he looked extremely cautious.

Shen Ming's eyes had lost their former calmness, mainly because they were a little numb. He was naked, clenched his fists tightly, and punched the wooden door one after another.

I don’t know what material this part is made of. Every time Shen Ming knocks on it, the ground will shake. However, in this small monastery, the wooden door has not been damaged at all.

Just when Shen Ming was about to hit the wooden door with his fist, the wooden door suddenly opened.

Shen Ming stumbled, lost his center of gravity, and fell directly to the ground.

"Little donor, monks don't like this! Why don't you get dressed quickly?"

The old monk who was still naked from the waist up just now had put on Buddhist robes and cassocks again at some point, and stretched out his hand towards Shen Ming who was lying on the ground with a kind face.

The fall just now also made Shen Ming regain his clarity. For a moment, he felt an indescribable feeling, like thousands of ants biting his bones, and the severe pain of thousands of fires invaded his whole body.

"ah!"

Shen Ming stood up all of a sudden. Looking at his red body covered with thunder patterns, he felt as if he had turned into a monster.

"The important place of Buddhism is pure!"

The old monk frowned and kept praising Shen Ming's eyebrows.

Suddenly, a sense of coolness swept over Shen Ming's body, followed by a burst of relief. The fiery redness on his body gradually faded away, and the thunder lines disappeared under his skin.

Except for being still naked, Shen Ming actually recovered as well as ever.

Shen Ming was a little stunned and looked at the old monk speechless for a moment.

"It seems that the donor used the thunder beads that I gave to the donor very well. The thunder bead body tempering just now, the donor's thunder bead body refinement has already entered the second stage.

The donor has a good figure, although there is still a gap between him and Lao Na, but the road is long and long, so don't be in a hurry.

Put on your clothes quickly, I will teach you the best way to keep fit!" the old monk said with a smile.

"I……"

"Get dressed first! I don't do fencing!"

…

Shen Ming, who had completely calmed down, could clearly feel that his body seemed to have been strengthened like never before, as if he could crack rocks with just one punch.

This is too scary! I am a human being and not a demon. Can I really control such a powerful physical power?

Although this power actually appeared in Shen Ming's body, Shen Ming still didn't believe it.

Second Stage of Thunder Bead Body Refining? Your thunder bead was given by the old monk in front of you?

But why don’t I have any impression at all?

"Master Abbot, have we met before?" Shen Ming looked at the old monk who was looking at him with a smile, and felt that he had some evil intentions.

This guy was definitely the one who used it to hack me just now. The old bald donkey is just a yin, just like an innocent person.

"Lao Na knows that the benefactor has doubts in his heart. The thunder bead in the donor's body is indeed from Lao Na's hand. Don't be polite, just treat it as repaying the kindness of an old friend and fulfilling your mortal wish.

As for when it was given to the donor, there is no need to delve into the details.

Donor Xiao has already said hello to me in advance, does the donor want to join our Lingyin Temple Fitness Club?"

The old monk suddenly became unruly and winked at Shen Ming.

"Master, please respect yourself! I would like to thank you for the gift, but this time I came here to improve my strength. As for fitness..." Shen Ming suddenly felt that he had entered a den of thieves. Principal Xiao seemed a little uncomfortable recommending this old man.

Too reliable.

"Donor, the body is the capital of the revolution!" The old monk said as he took off his Buddhist robes and cassocks, revealing his almost perfect figure. Then he looked at Shen Ming with a proud face and said, "Look, I am very old.

It tastes delicious, and I feel great! Even if the four of them, Donor Xiao, can do it together, they may not be able to do it better than me! Even that old bastard Wang Ritian... the old Donor can guarantee that he won’t stop breathing within an hour if he comes over!"

"Ah?" Shen Ming became more and more confused as he listened. Did the old monk praise himself or scolded himself?

Who is Wang Ritian? Is he so fierce?

"Master, I..." Shen Ming looked a little embarrassed. He really didn't come here to play, let alone study philosophy or learn fitness.

"Master, I know you are the real thing! Thank you very much, Master, for helping me break through the second stage of Thunder Bead Body Refining. But if you want to reach the level of Master, it will take years and months of accumulation! I really don't have that time, if Master can't help,

Boy, I can only say one thing, I'm so rude!"

Shen Ming bowed to the old monk. Of course he knew that the other man had real abilities. Although the old monk was a bit unruly, he just walked a few hundred meters and was struck by lightning hundreds of times. His physical condition

There has been a qualitative change, which shows how terrifying the old monk's strength is.

But Shen Ming really doesn't have that time to follow the other party's honest "fitness". He can feel that his body has reached a certain level of saturation. If the one-time improvement like just now happens again, it may

It's counterproductive. But if you practice diligently, you don't have enough time at all.

The old monk squinted his eyes, suddenly became serious, and seemed to shake his head in disappointment.

"Donor, do you know why I fell in love with fitness?"

"Buddhism pays attention to determinism and pursues a transcendence from the mortal world. But how can we leave the mortal world after we come from the mortal world? Although we have cut off three thousand troubles, the hair on our head is gone, but in our hearts

When did your hair break?"

The old monk said with a smile and put on the Buddhist robes again.

"The strength of the donor should not be underestimated. When I was your age, I did not have the achievements that the donor has now.

But the donor’s heart is too restless! If you do this... you will be trapped and die in your own world!"

"I exercise just to hone my patience and to make me feel happy!" The old monk seemed to be getting more and more excited as he talked, wearing cassocks and doing a few more bodybuilding movements.

"Master, what you said makes sense. I will go home and copy the Diamond Sutra 100 times to wash away my sinful heart! Today's kindness will be repaid by the younger generation in the future!" Shen Ming looked pious, realistically

I'm in a hurry right now and want to get out of here.

He was really afraid that this old guy would leave him here and miss something important! He now even doubted that Principal Xiao had misunderstood something. Did he think that he was possessed by inner demons and found an old monk to replace him?

Exorcise your own demons!

That's really a good intention but a bad thing. If Shen Ming really stays here, he will be completely ruined.

"The donor is enlightened and doesn't need to go home! I have a complete set here..."

"Master, you're welcome! Master, you don't need it! Master, you don't want it!"

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In the next four or five days, Shen Ming tried every means to escape from this small courtyard, but every time he thought he was going to succeed, he would be caught by this old bald donkey and forcibly instilled "fitness" into his mind.

"Knowledge.

Shen Ming is getting more and more anxious. He already wants to scold Principal Xiao to death.

After another beating, the old monk smiled and said to Shen Ming: "Donor, I have to take care of what Donor Xiao asked me to do. So Donor, don't blame me, Donor Xiao took care of it here.

100 cards!”

"Are you really from a fitness club?"

Shen Ming covered his face, he was really drunk. Is this old monk a real master or a fake master?

"Of course! I told you that I belong to the Lingyin Temple Fitness Club. Of course, I am the only member currently." The old monk said with a proud face.

"How much does a card cost? I'll apply for 1,000 of them! Master, please let me go! I'm really in a hurry!" Shen Ming was about to cry. He couldn't even beat him. What could he do if he didn't beg for mercy?

"Oh? It turns out that the donor is a rich man. You should have told me earlier! I have long seen that the donor is destined to be a Buddha. It costs 100 yuan for a lifetime gold and diamond card, and there is no credit! Isn't it very expensive?" the old monk said with a look on his face.

He looked like a money geek, as if he thought Shen Ming would be frightened by this high figure.

"This is 1 million. The password is six six. I will apply for ten thousand cards! Master, let me go!" Shen Ming took out a bank card and said helplessly. Now he can only lose money to avoid disaster.

Already.

After all, I jumped into this pit myself, so I can’t blame others!

"Donor, welcome to visit next time!" The old monk grabbed the bank card, his eyes were shining with gold!

"Master, can I leave?" Shen Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head. You had said that you could leave if you gave me money. I would rather spend money than be beaten by you again.

"Of course!" the old monk agreed.

"Then I'll say goodbye!"
To be continued...