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After half an hour, it is time to drink water.

Sun Suo took out his mobile phone when no one was paying attention, and let all the clones hang up automatically to practice King Kong Fist.

After the break, the monk instructor did not teach any more, but let a dozen young monks practice by themselves, and then the monk instructor left.

Sun Suo continued to practice scrupulously, and the other little monks also practiced individually, and no one was lazy.

until noon.

Apart from drinking water in the middle, the little monks are practicing their own vajra fist.

Among them, the little monk with the dharma name Wuxiang obviously already has the foundation of Vajra Fist. Everyone else has just started to practice, and he has already hit the power of the second stage of Vajra Fist!

When the passing monks saw this scene, they all raised their thumbs to Wuxiang, and other little monks were also very envious of Wuxiang.

Wuxiang himself was quite proud. After doing a lot with other little monks, he was quickly admired by the stars and became the leader of these little monks.

Sun Suo is still not very clear about the background of this scene. The other little monks are also practicing boxing and discussing their cultivation experience.

At lunch, the little monks finally whispered in whispers.

While eating, Sun Suo listened carefully to their conversation.

Roughly figured out the background of the scene.

The Yang Kingdom has already repelled the Niu Kingdom's army, but it is said that the Niu Kingdom will fight again soon.

Now the two countries are both in the midst of a fierce battle to expand their armaments.

All sixteen-year-old men are on the list of conscription.

In order to avoid military service, some wealthy families can only send their children to temples like Shaoling Temple to become monks.

No matter which country the temple is in, it is in a neutral position and will not be invaded by foreign forces.

"This scene doesn't seem to be too challenging. Maybe it's here to practice martial arts. Then I will try to practice the Vajra Fist to the highest level in the shortest possible time." Sun Suo thought to himself.

There are many clones in the phone, and his cultivation efficiency will be several times that of others.

Moreover, once the King Kong Fist in the panel is lit, the rest is nothing.

…

"In order to make everyone work harder to practice King Kong Fist, we decided to let you play a small game.

"It's called the master-servant game.

"I have 16 lottery tickets here, paired in pairs, and those who draw the same two lottery tickets form a group.

"The two people in the same group, whoever is more advanced in the practice of Vajra Fist, is the master and the other is the servant. The master can let the servant do anything in life for him, such as serving tea, sweeping the floor, stacking the quilt, etc. You must obey the Lord’s orders, otherwise you will be punished for fifty! Kneel on the ground for ten days!”

In the afternoon, the monk instructor announced to everyone.

The assistant of the coach held a lottery box and let everyone draw lots.

Although when Wuxiang showed his strength before, many young monks deliberately approached him to please him.

But at this time, no one wants to draw the same group with Wuxiang.

Because he was drawn to the same group as Wuxiang, he would definitely become a 'servant'.

If you are drawn to the same group as others, you still have the chance to become the 'Lord'.

Everyone quickly finished the lottery, and Wuxiang drew No. 5. He held the No. 5 lottery and asked who the other No. 5 lottery was.

"not me."

"Neither do I."

"I'm number 7."

"I'm number 3."

Everyone shook their heads.

Sun Suo looked at the sign in his hand with a gloomy face.

A total of 5 dots are engraved on it, and he is also the No. 5 pick.

"Is that you?" Wuxiang came over and took a look at the signature in Sun Suo's hand.

"Very good, you can follow me in the future." Wuxiang patted Sun Suo on the shoulder.

The others laughed.

At the end of the afternoon training, the instructor tested the progress of the sixteen little monks.

Except Wuxiang has already cultivated two stages of Vajra Fist, the other fifteen have zero cultivation progress, so there are no masters and servants in those seven groups for the time being.

There is only Wuxiang and Sun Suo, Wuxiang is the master and Wukong (Sun Suo) is the servant.

"Carry me to dinner." Wuxiang walked over to Sun Suo carelessly.

Sun Suo rolled his eyes.

"You don't carry it, do you? Fifty sticks!" Wuxiang shouted angrily.

"What's the matter? You're a servant, he's the master! Do you want to take a cane and kneel on the wall?" The instructor came over and reprimanded Sun Suo.

Sun Suo had no choice but to carry Wuxiang on his back.

The other little monks laughed again.

It may be that Sun Suo's expression was not very good, and Wuxiang was angry. During dinner, Wuxiang asked Sun Suo to serve him a meal, and then waited for him to eat. Sun Suo couldn't eat it by himself before he finished eating.

As a result, after he finished eating, he immediately asked Sun Suo to carry him to the dormitory to rest, not giving Sun Suo time to eat at all.

The other little monks laughed again when they saw it.

In the large dormitory of the sixteen little monks, Wuxiang continued to toss Sun Suo in various ways, making him make the bed for a while, pounding his back, pouring water for washing his feet, and washing his feet. Anyway, he would not give Sun Suo any rest. time.

He even asked Sun Suo to make beds for others and pour water to wash their feet.

The other little monks also enjoyed Sun Suo's services safely, but they didn't thank Sun Suo, they all thanked Wuxiang.

Sun Suo didn't bother to have common knowledge with them, so he should hone his xinxing.

Seeing Sun Suo's expression, it may be that he found that everything he did did not make Sun Suo too uncomfortable, and Wuxiang felt even more unhappy. After a while, he started to be a demon again and asked Sun Suo to bring him the night pot.

The night pot is made of alloy and looks very old.

There is obviously a toilet next to it, but Wuxiang made everyone urinate in the chamber pot, and then asked Sun Suo to take the urine to the toilet and dump it.

At this moment, Sun Suo's phone vibrated.

"I asked you to pee, didn't you hear? Do you want to scold him and kneel on the wall?" Sun Suo shouted at Sun Suo without moving.

"Go and pee!" The other little monks also echoed. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Sun Suo finally reached out and picked up the chamber pot.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the public, the night pot was buckled upside down on Wuxiang's head with lightning speed, and he reached out and squeezed the mouth of the pot vigorously.

The big bedroom suddenly fell silent.

Wuxiang was drenched in the urine from the chamber pot, all over his neck and body.

He let out a loud roar, but his head was stuck in the chamber pot and couldn't make a sound. Instead, some residual urine flowed into his open mouth.

This made him even more angry, and he pulled the chamber pot up, trying to pull his head out.

But he didn't expect that Sun Suo deliberately squeezed the mouth of the chamber pot smaller when he was buckling it upside down, so he couldn't pull it out with brute force.

Sun Suo walked over and stepped on the chamber pot suddenly.