"Hahaha……"

Looking at Zhigang's big eyes like copper bells staring at him, Han Sheng was stunned at first, then as if he had remembered something, and laughed:

"Okay, you Zhigang!"

"What are you not good at learning? You actually learn wisdom and purity to look at people!"

“Hahaha…hahaha…”

Unable to laugh, Han Shengdao:

"I'm so laughing to death-"

"Just your pair of ox eyes, I still want to learn Zhijing like that!"

"Hahaha……"

Whenever he thought of Zhigang, a strong man with a pair of bull eyes, who actually learned Zhijing to beg him with his eyes. Han Sheng couldn't help laughing and couldn't help laughing.

When he was smiling like this, Zhigang had a dark skin that turned slightly red, and he forced himself to say:

"Why can't I do this by Zhijing?"

"That little monk, as long as he looks at me like this, I will unconsciously do what he says."

"It's so strange!"

He mumbled and felt quite dissatisfied with Han Sheng's ridicule.

Shaking his head, Han Sheng was too lazy to argue with this stuff, and said:

"Zhijing's eyes are pure and can reach people's hearts."

"You learn from him, it looks like you want to eat people, okay?"

As he said that, Han Sheng looked at Zhigang's bull eyes and couldn't help it and laughed again.

It was not until Zhigang's eyes were a little bad that Han Sheng stopped and said:

"In fact, the reason why everyone can't refuse Zhijing is because people's eyes are sincere."

"As long as you ask for advice sincerely, how can I not teach you?"

As he said that, Xiang Zhigang explained his experience of Kim Jong sitting one by one.

When Zhiting heard this, he immediately threw the unhappiness aside. When he heard Han Sheng’s explanation to Kim Jong Sa, he nodded repeatedly, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have understood some joint.

However, when Han Sheng mentioned that Kim Jong could not just seek stability while sitting, he needed to be empty and loose, Zhigang frowned again and said to Han Sheng:

"The Golden Bell is a stable skill, so why can't you just seek stability?"

"What's the reason?"

I was quite puzzled by this and couldn't figure it out.

Han Sheng didn't know what the difference between his Kim Jong and others, but he also knew that it was difficult to understand Zhigang with words, and said:

"You push me and feel my strength."

"If you can really understand it, you will understand it!"

Sitting in place, relaxing all over, letting Zhigang push himself.

Zhigang is a martial arts fanatic and a rough man, so he doesn't know how to be humble. When he heard Han Sheng ask him to push him, he was not polite at all. He pushed him hard with his big hands like a palm fan.

However, although his push was 50% force and fell on Han Sheng, it was like a mud bull entering the sea, without any movement.

Seeing this, Zhigang knew that Han Sheng was indeed in his body, and added 20% of his strength to his hands, and reminded him:

"Junior brother, I can use 70% of my strength."

"If you can't bear it, just remove the power!"

Now he has at least a thousand kilograms of strength on his arms. Although he only used 70% of his strength, it has exceeded 700 kilograms. In terms of Han Sheng's state of mind and bones, his strength is about 700 kilograms. Zhigang is worried that he will hold on for the sake of face, so he can't help but remind him.

Han Sheng didn't care, but said:

"It's better to use all your strength, otherwise you won't believe it!"

My body was still relaxing and seemed to care.

Zhigang slowly pushed Han Sheng with 70% of his strength, but he failed to push Han Sheng. Seeing this, he was still a little unbelievable, and seemed to feel something. He frowned and said:

"Be careful, I really have to use all my strength this time!"

The body is tight and the muscles are bulging, and it is obvious that the full force is used.

Zhigang's golden bell cover is almost complete, and he has also practiced many horizontal practices. The power of this push is more than a thousand pounds. Han Sheng seemed to have never expected that his power was so great. His body shook, and it seemed that he couldn't bear it.

Seeing this, Zhigang continued to exert force, trying to push Han Sheng away from the place. However, no matter how hard he used, Han Sheng stopped shaking his body, just sat in the place, without any movement—

It seemed that Zhigang's strength had not fallen into Han Sheng at all. No matter how hard he used, it would not work for Han Sheng.

"It's really a bit weird!"

Although he didn't understand how Han Sheng did it, Zhigang truly realized that what Han Sheng used now was exactly the skill of Kim Jong sitting.

He felt that there seemed to be a clock hammer in Han Sheng's body. No matter how hard he exerted, the clock hammer in Han Sheng's body would disperse and dissolve his strength one by one.

"seem……"

"Stronger than the perfect state of sitting in Golden Bell!"

This thought arose in his heart. While Zhigang was surprised, he did not think carefully. He felt the changes in Han Sheng's body and figured out the mystery.

In this way, I don’t know how long it took, just as Zhi was about to be exhausted, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, he didn't know what he understood, so he jumped up and said loudly:

"So that's it! So that's it!"

"My golden bell seat is now beyond perfection!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The sound shook the surroundings, alarming countless monks.

Next to him, Han Shengben was sitting, immersed in the force that Chi Gang pushed. Suddenly, he heard him laughing wildly and was awakened.

Just as he was about to remind Zhigang not to make loud noises in the temple, Han Sheng saw that behind Zhigang, a monk appeared at some point. The man was not polite, grabbed Zhigang's neck and scolded:

"What a ghost howl!"

"It's you who are the ones you are again!"

"You are punished to chop firewood at Xiangjiu Kitchen. If you don't have enough chops of 100,000 pounds, you are not allowed to come out!"

He threw Zhigang on the ground and Leng Bingbing punished him.

Zhigang was caught by him, and his laughter came to an abrupt end. However, his mood was still in ecstasy at this moment, and even if he was punished, he was not angry at all. Looking at the person who came, he still grinned and said:

"Elder, I have already realized the golden bell seat of wisdom, and the golden bell cover will be perfect!"

"Hahaha……"

I couldn't help but feel happy and laughed again.

When Elder Shenmie heard this, his two long eyebrows couldn't help but tremble. Xiang Zhigang said:

"But are you sure?"

"Just within this year?"

Zhigang grinned:

"certainly!"

"Elder, don't know that the Golden Bell that Zhisheng taught me is even better than what you taught me."

"After I understand it today, I feel like I am 100% sure!"

The joy in my heart still did not retreat.

Seeing that Zhigang was so happy, Elder Shenmiao believed it a little, and his face, which had been cold and solemn, could not help but show a hint of joy, and said:

"Okay! OK! OK!"

"So that's the case, your punishment will be postponed."

"When you break through the innate world, go to Xiangji Chu to receive the punishment!"
Chapter completed!