One person: Became a disciple of Shaolin Temple and instantly learned 72 Shaolin skills.

Time flies like an arrow, and years flow by.

Two years have passed since Wang Qing started living a carefree, laid-back life.

Ever since Wang Qing demonstrated his martial arts to Bao Wen, he has never mentioned cultivation to him again.

Even Jie Kong acted as if he hadn't seen it.

Wang Qing was living a carefree life, spending his days leisurely, except that he felt a little bored after playing on his phone for a while.

So they started searching all over the mountains and fields for interesting things to play with.

He wreaked havoc all over the mountainside of Shaolin Temple.

After two years of AFK farming, Wang Qing's strength is now vastly different from before. He has an AFK farming speed more than 200 times that of others, plus occasional critical hit rewards.

He is still unsure of what level he has reached.

If the Qi in his body before could be described as a small stream, now it is like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

In terms of solving emptiness.

Currently, the number of people in the entire Shaolin Temple who can fight Wang Qing without being at a disadvantage can be counted on one hand.

Of course, this was under the condition that Wang Qing did not reveal all his cards. You should know that the critical hit rewards for AFK farming in the past two years were not just Qi and experience points.

They also rewarded him with several advanced martial arts techniques.

The Great Compassion Palm technique rewarded the advanced cultivation method, the Tathagata Palm.

The "Shadow Follows the Form" skill was awarded as a reward: the advanced technique, "Wind God Leg."

The "Finger Flicking" technique was rewarded with an advanced skill: the "Finger Flicking Divine Power."

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Each of these martial arts techniques is a unique skill on its own, and can be considered a core martial art passed down as a treasure of a sect.

However, as his strength grew, Wang Qing lost interest in learning martial arts and became increasingly carefree, living life however he pleased.

With nothing else to do, he dragged Li Wei along, and the two of them went to a stream near Shaolin Temple to catch fish.

"Li Wei, as usual, I'll go down and catch some fish, you start the fire, and we'll use all my secret sauce later." Wang Qing called to Li Wei to start the fire, while he himself plunged into the stream.

Watching Wang Qing disappear without a trace, Li Wei smiled helplessly; it was clear that this wasn't the first time the two of them had done this.

He went to the small fire he had started earlier and began to light it.

Before he could even start a fire, a lively fish landed on the bank, followed by a series of fish flying out of the stream and landing next to Li Wei.

Seeing this, Li Wei quickly shouted, "That's enough, that's enough, stop grabbing! This is enough for the two of us to eat."

As he finished speaking, Wang Qing's upper body surfaced, with a large, still struggling fish in each of his hands.

With a sudden burst of strength, Wang Qing leaped out of the water and landed steadily on the shore. White smoke rose from his body, and in the blink of an eye, his previously wet clothes were completely dry.

Li Wei stopped what he was doing and looked at Wang Qing with envy.

Although he was already used to it, he still marveled at Wang Qing's talent every time he saw his strength.

He has been practicing martial arts for the past two years, and has achieved a minor level of mastery in Luohan Fist and barely entered the realm of Golden Bell Cover.

Although his strength wasn't great, he had seen his fellow disciples cultivate a lot, so his observation skills naturally improved.

Having witnessed Wang Qing's methods, they naturally understood how terrifying Wang Qing's strength was.

"Stop spacing out, hurry up and start a fire!" Wang Qing urged, looking at Li Wei who was lost in thought.

"Oh, I'll start a fire." Coming to his senses, Li Wei immediately began to start a fire.

"Let me process these fish first."

Wang Qing flicked his wrist and sucked the two fish into his hand. He then went to the stream and began to gut the fish.

Not a moment later.

Several fish were placed on the small fire, and the faint aroma of roasting fish began to waft through the air.

Looking at the increasingly fragrant grilled fish, Wang Qing's mouth was practically watering.

"Come on, that's about enough. It's time to sprinkle on my secret sauce." Wang Qing said, eagerly pulling a small jar from his pocket.

This jar is filled with his special garlic sauce.

In the past two years, he has done a lot of barbecuing and tasted all the wild game in the mountains. To satisfy his appetite, Wang Qing specially searched for many secret recipes online, and in the end, only this garlic sauce suited his taste the best.

Wang Qing carefully spread the sauce on the grilled fish, and instantly the aroma of garlic combined with the unique fragrance of the grilled fish filled the surroundings.

Even Li Wei, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Come on, don't be so polite with me, let's get started." Wang Qing called to Li Wei, and the two of them immediately began to enjoy the delicious grilled fish by the stream.

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Meanwhile, on the back mountain of Shaolin Temple.

A dozen or so Shaolin monks formed a long line and jogged along the mountain path.

Each of them was shirtless, with their arms outstretched at shoulder height, each carrying a wooden bucket filled with water. As they ran, the water in the buckets swayed constantly, spilling out every now and then.

This is clearly a way for Shaolin practitioners to train their arm strength.

Suddenly, a loud rustling sound came from the woods in front of the path, obviously something scraping against the leaves.

And the sound seems to be rapidly approaching this direction.

The leading monk stopped instinctively upon hearing the commotion.

The monks following behind also braked and stopped, thus avoiding a collision. He looked at his senior brother in confusion and asked, "Senior brother, why did you suddenly stop?"

"Something is coming this way." The monk's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the direction from which the rustling sound was coming.

"I thought it was something serious, probably just some wild boar or something," the monk next to him said nonchalantly.

It's perfectly normal for wild boars to roam these mountains and forests; they've encountered them quite often while exercising.

Just make way for the wild boars.

The dozen or so monks gradually drew closer, holding their breath and waiting quietly for the mysterious thing behind the woods to appear.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a man with a bald head wearing a monk's robe walk out from behind the woods.

And this person was actually Xiao Zizai.

The leading monk visibly relaxed upon seeing that the visitor was Xiao Zizai, and even took the initiative to greet him, "So it's Uncle Baojing! Uncle, what brings you to wander around these mountains?"

Although Xiao Zizai lived a secluded life and was obsessed with martial arts, he would occasionally appear in front of others, so the leading monk naturally recognized him.

Although he was a little puzzled as to why Xiao Zizai was here, he simply didn't know.

"Wandering around? No, no, no, I'm not wandering around. I'm here to find you." Xiao Zizai revealed a wicked smile, his pupils turning crimson.

If Wang Qing were there, he would definitely recognize that Xiao Zizai had fallen into demonic possession again.

However, the leading monk was clearly unaware of this. He only felt that Xiao Zizai was acting strangely and asked somewhat awkwardly, "Uncle-Master, what business do you have with us?"

"Of course... I ask you to die." As Xiao Zizai finished speaking, the Qi in his body instantly became extremely violent.

The others still didn't understand the meaning behind Xiao Zizai's words.

Xiao Zizai had already raised his palm towards everyone, and pushed it outwards, sending a huge palm print flying towards them.

The leading monk and the others standing next to him were also surprised that Xiao Zizai would suddenly launch an attack. In addition, the palm print was extremely fast, arriving in front of them almost in the blink of an eye.

There was no time to dodge; the terrifying palm print had already slammed into them.

"Pfft!" Several people spat out a mouthful of blood and were instantly sent flying backward, their bodies crashing into the people standing relatively close behind them.

At that moment, everyone was shocked and turned pale by the sudden scene.

I have absolutely no idea what happened here.

The leading monk, forcing himself to speak, shouted, "Quickly, go and inform the temple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his head lolled to the side and he completely lost consciousness.

"Senior brother, senior brother!" The remaining disciples shouted in unison upon seeing this.

The remaining people, having lost their leader, immediately became panicked.

Looking at the figure of Xiao Zi, who was like a demon, slowly walking towards them in the distance, everyone felt as if each step he took was a heavy blow to their hearts.

"Why? Why did you do this?" someone shouted indignantly.

"Can't you see? He wants to kill us. There's no other way now. I'll hold him off. You guys hurry back and call for backup," one of them said through gritted teeth to the others.

After saying that, he charged towards Xiao Zizai alone with the courage of someone who was ready to die.

It rushes forward quickly and returns just as fast.

He had barely taken a few steps forward, before he even reached Xiao Zizai, when he was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground. He twitched a couple of times and then fell silent.

The remaining people felt their hearts sink when they saw this.

"Run! Let's split up and run!" one of them shouted. If they didn't run now, they would only be waiting to die.

In an instant, the remaining people scattered like birds and beasts, dispersing in all directions and disappearing into the dense forest.

Xiao Zizai looked at the scene before him without any urgency, his scarlet eyes scanning the surroundings.

With a slight smile, Nan Nan said, "Then let's play a game of cat and mouse."

The next second, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The rustling sound came from the woods again.