Master Jue Yuan was not sleepy at all after reciting scriptures for the entire night.
After all, the Nine Yang Divine Technique was not for show. He would become full of energy after circulating his energy and regulating his breathing.
After the two of them washed up, Master Jue Yuan carried the iron water jar and went down the mountain.
"Zhang Junbao, what have you been doing these days?”
Master Jue Yuan had just left when a young monk came looking for him.
His name was Fahai, and he was usually in charge of secular servant disciples like Zhang Junbao.
Zhang Junbao couldn't help but frown slightly. This Fahai liked to use his authority as a pretext to bully secular servant disciples like them.
However, he did not need to stoop to the level of such a vile person.
"I'm not feeling well, so I've been resting in the forest for the past few days.”
Zhang Junbao said softly.
"I have done all the homework that I should have done.”
Fahai sized up Zhang Junbao.
"Look at you. You're clearly in good spirits. You don't look sick at all.”
"Besides, since you're sick, why don't you rest in your room instead of going to the forest?”
"I see that you are clearly pretending to be sick to escape. You even dare to lie and deceive me. Do you really think that I don't dare to use the temple's precepts to punish you?”
He spoke sternly, but Zhang Junbao was burning with anger.
"Then what do you want?"
This fellow had long disliked him.
If he dares to be aggressive again, don't blame me for being rude.
Zhang Junbao thought to himself.
"Tsk tsk tsk, admit it, right? How dare you speak so rudely? I'll punish you to clean up all the leaves on Linzhong Mountain Road for the next three days.”
"As long as there's a fallen leaf on the mountain path, you can't eat.”
After Fahai finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left.
The mountain path that they, the secular servant disciples, were responsible for cleaning was not the main entrance road of Shaolin Temple, but an extremely secluded mountain path that was usually deserted.
However, on both sides of the mountain path were towering trees with countless fallen leaves.
Usually, there were always seven or eight servant disciples responsible for cleaning, but it was still impossible to sweep all the fallen leaves clean.
After all, there was an endless stream of fallen leaves.
Fahai had ordered Zhang Junbao to clean up the fallen leaves, not leaving a single one behind. He was clearly deliberately making things difficult for him.
However, Zhang Junbao didn't mind.
He would let him clean the mountain path alone and practice his martial arts at the same time.
Zhang Junbao walked over to the mountain path with a broom in his hand. He looked around and saw that there was no one around.
He immediately brandished the broom, and the thick internal strength of the Nine Yang Divine Skill gushed out from the broom.
After obtaining the complete Nine Yang Divine Technique, Zhang Junbao added all his skill points and experience points to it.
Now, his Nine Yang Divine Technique was already quite impressive.
As his internal strength shot out, a small storm gradually formed under the broom.
The fallen leaves on the mountain path within dozens of meters were instantly swept away by the strong wind.
A smile appeared on Zhang Junbao's face.
In the past, it would take them seven or eight servant disciples more than ten minutes just to sweep away these little leaves.
Now, with the Nine Yang Divine Technique, he had cleaned everything up in an instant.
However, using a peerless divine technique like the Nine Yang Divine Technique to sweep the floor was a little too overkill.
Of course, Zhang Junbao didn't care.
It was quite suitable to use this to practice martial arts.
His body flashed and he was dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye. He picked up the broom again.
Soon, Lin Zhongshan Road was cleaned up by Zhang Junbao. Not a single leaf was left.
What surprised him was that after sweeping this mountain path, he actually obtained an opportunity reward.
Although the reward was not much, only 100 cultivation experience points, it was indeed an unexpected surprise.
One had to know that as time passed, it became more and more difficult to obtain opportunities and rewards.
From the looks of it, the previous opportunity reward was a little similar to the novice gift bag.
After these rewards were distributed, he would probably have to do something challenging in the future to obtain the rewards.
For the next three days, Zhang Junbao swept the ground on the mountain path in the forest. After that, he continued practicing.
In any case, this place was very secluded and deserted, so he was not worried that anyone would discover it.
Fahai was depressed.
What was wrong with this kid?
There were so many fallen leaves on Lin Zhongshan Road that even seven or eight people wouldn't be able to clean them up.
How did this Zhang Junbao clean it up?
He had thought that he could use this opportunity to starve that kid for a few days so that he would know how to curry favor and kneel down to serve others in the future.
Unexpectedly, he actually did it.
Every day, Fahai would personally go to check.
However, it was really clean and there was not the slightest flaw.
Impossible!
Unless that kid knew demonic techniques.
Fahai felt that something was wrong.
On the third day, he finally couldn't help but secretly follow and observe.
On the mountain path, Zhang Junbao raised his broom, and in an instant, all the fallen leaves within dozens of meters were swept aside by the strong wind.
This…
Fahai was dumbfounded.
Zhang Junbao really knew demonic magic?
Was he a demon?
As soon as this thought arose, Fahai immediately understood.
This wasn't a demonic technique, but internal energy.
It was an extremely profound spiritual zhenqi.
No!
He was a secular servant disciple and was not allowed to practice Shaolin martial arts. Where did his martial arts come from?
"Zhang Junbao, how dare you practice kung fu in the temple in secret? Do you know what crime you've committed?”
Fahai jumped out from his hiding place and pointed at Zhang Junbao angrily.
Zhang Junbao was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected Fahai to secretly follow him. He had been too careless.
He only cared about cultivating and did not pay attention to observing his surroundings.
Otherwise, with his insignificant martial arts, even if he followed from afar, he would not be able to hide from his eyes and ears.
However, since he had found out, he could not be polite.
Shaolin Temple had strict rules. This was no joke.
Once someone was found to be secretly practicing martial arts, the lighter punishment would be to abolish their martial arts and expel them from the temple. At worst, they would be suppressed under the Demon Tower and never see the light of day.
Zhang Junbao was too lazy to argue with Fahai, so he moved forward.
"What do you want?"
Fahai was originally dozens of meters away from Zhang Junbao, but this distance could be said to be covered in the blink of an eye for a Level Three expert.
Before Fahai could react, Zhang Junbao had already grabbed his body and twisted his head, breaking his neck.
Fahai didn't even make a sound and immediately stopped moving.
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