Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty days flashed by.

Ye Xuan walked out of a hot kitchen with his arms naked and sweaty face. When the breeze blew outside, he felt much cooler.

Although it only took more than twenty days, Ye Xuan changed a lot. His originally fair skin turned into bronze, his arms raised up his strong muscles, and his abdomen, which had some fat, turned into eight-pack abdominal muscles, which looked extremely impactful.

However, only Ye Xuan knew that his appearance changes were as simple as his twenty days in Shaolin Temple.

First, with the donated 50,000 yuan, he finally got his wish and entered the China Cooking Academy, well, the kitchen of Shaolin Temple, and began to learn cooking.

Secondly, he specially established a good relationship with the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple. He often brought some cigarettes, wine and meat to them when he went down the mountain. In a few days, he got the relationship well and learned a lot of the unique martial arts of Shaolin Temple from them.

What, do you say that monks in Shaolin Temple cannot smoke, drink, eat meat?

That's wrong. According to these bald donkeys, if you don't drink alcohol and eat meat, where can you get the strength to practice?

In the end, he spent another 20,000 yuan to not only get the Yijin Sutra from Master Mengluo, but also get a Xiao Huandan that he had collected for decades.

In his original world, the Yijin Sutra, the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, the Golden Bell Cover, and the Boy Zi Gong are called the four great magical skills of Shaolin Temple.

However, this is an alien plane. According to Master Mengyi, the four magical skills of their Shaolin Temple are not the Yijin Sutra, the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, the Golden Bell Cover, and the Boy's Craft, but the innate skill, the Vajra Indestructible skill, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Zen, and the Mind and Illumination Hunyuan Fu.

As for the Yijin Sutra and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, they are just entry-level exercises in Shaolin Temple.

When Ye Xuan heard Master Mengyi say this, he was shocked. He did not expect that the unique skills of Shaolin Temple in this plane had become like this. It is worthy of being an alien plane that even Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared in the later stage. It is indeed very powerful.

According to Master Mengyi, Xiao Huandan was made of several hundred-year-old elixirs and dozens of auxiliary medicines. After taking one, it would be enough to increase the strength of ten years. Even if they were Shaolin Temple, they could only refine twenty pieces in ten years. It would not be expensive to sell him for 20 pieces.

At the same time, he finally knew why Stephen Zhou had just been to Shaolin Temple for a month, and he had turned from an ordinary person to a master.

It must be Master Mengyu who cheated him. If a small pill is gone, it is worth ten years of cultivation for others. It is difficult to become a master if he doesn’t want to become a master.

The heat in the kitchen was amazing. Even though Ye Xuan had ten years of cultivation, he had not reached the point where he was invincible with cold and heat. Standing outside the kitchen, he felt his whole body sticky, so he walked towards the well in the yard in front, picked up a bucket of water from the well, and then dripped it off his head.

Wow!

"Good!" The cold well water dripped off his head and filled the sweat stains on his body. Ye Xuan suddenly felt refreshed, and then he picked up another bucket and poured himself again.

"Okay, okay, it's me!" After seeing Ye Xuan lifting two buckets of water and rushing, a monk with a shaved head walked out from behind said impatiently.

"Then, take it!" Ye Xuan didn't care. This monk was actually from the Shaolin Temple house like him. He handed him the bucket in his hand, walked to the side, and then began to use his skills.

Sizzle! Sizzle! ~~

As the exercises were running, Ye Xuan's body suddenly seemed to be on fire. The remaining water stains on his original body turned into countless mists and floated up from him. However, in a few breaths, his body and clothes that were still wet just now suddenly dried up again.

"Huh! It's great! Junior Brother Ye, I didn't expect that your skills were so profound. It's only a few days, and it's so envious." The monk next to him had also washed it, and he looked at him who was directly evaporated to evaporate his body, while using his skills as well, and laughed.

"Haha, Senior Brother Jingkong has been awarded. Senior Brother, you have much deeper skills than me. I just rely on Xiao Huandan to achieve today. I can't compare to your 20 or 30 years of hard practice." Ye Xuan laughed and said modestly.

"Hey, back then, I wanted to eat a little pill, but unfortunately the abbot was too stingy and couldn't bear to give it to me even if he had a little pill, which made me have to practice for decades and wasting my great youth..."

Bang!!!~~~

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky, and he slapped Jingkong, who had not finished speaking, and hit the courtyard wall ten meters away, and then fell down.

"I hate others saying bad things behind my back!" Master Mengyi glanced at Jingkong, who was lying on the corner of the wall, looked like he had more energy and less energy, turned his head to look at Ye Xuan, and said expressionlessly.

Seeing Master Wu Meng disappeared like a ghost, and then to Jingkong in the corner of the wall, Ye Xuan couldn't help but twitch slightly.

The character of this Master Mengyu is extremely strange. Although he is very skilled in martial arts, in terms of Ye Xuan, he has at least one hundred years of skill, but he is a little bitch, holding grudges and loving money. For example, the sweeping monk in a temple he knew was said to offend the abbot when he was thirteen years old, and then he is now fifty or sixty years old, and is still in front of the sweeping monk in the temple.

It can be said that Master Mengyu is the most unlike a monk he has ever seen. Not only that, he also became the abbot of Shaolin Temple, which is really strange.

Fortunately, it was because of his personalities that he could enter the Shaolin Temple kitchen to learn cooking skills. He even learned the Yijin Jing and obtained a Little Huandan, which saved him ten years of hard work.

In short, he is also a beneficiary of Master Wudai.

He helped Jingkong to his own meditation room and put it down, clapped his hands, and Ye Xuan returned to his own kitchen on his own.

He was not worried about what Jingkong would happen. After all, Jingkong was also a monk with twenty or thirty years of skill. Although the move of the Great Compassion Palm that Master Mengyi used just now seemed serious, he was still very sensible in his actions. Jingkong was dizzy for at most one day and would jump again when he got up tomorrow.

He has watched a lot of this kind of thing in the past twenty days.

In fact, in his opinion, the Shaolin Temple in this world not only has a strange personality, but other monks also have a funny personality. They know that the abbot is very skilled in martial arts and do not like others to say bad things about him. When they hear something wrong, they will come to teach them a lesson, but these people still refuse to repent and often make a fuss.

Shaking his head, he returned to his meditation room.

Because Ye Xuan paid the money to learn cooking skills, he was much more at the Shaolin Temple. Master Mengyu Yu specially arranged a meditation room for him alone, rather than a few people like other monks, and a dozen people slept in one room.

"What a pity. I thought I would see Stephen Zhou again, but I didn't expect that he hadn't come yet. It seemed that he had no chance." Closed the door and sat on the bed, Ye Xuan murmured to himself, and then said, "But since the time has come, there is nothing I can do. System, let me return!"

Buzz!!!~~~

A wave suddenly blewed in the void, and then Ye Xuan's figure suddenly disappeared into the Zen room.
Chapter completed!