Today, I will sprint to break the limit of the Earth Fist and complete the [Earth Mountain Dharma Body].
"Brother Meng, are you preparing to leave?"
The little monk was taken aback by the words.
Meng Chuan nodded and said:
"The New Year is coming, and I need to go home once."
The little monk nodded, feeling a bit reluctant, but did not show it.
He was not a Shaolin disciple, just here at Shaoshi Mountain for study, and he knew he would leave sooner or later.
...
Deep inside the Hall of the Western Saints.
The Earth Cultivation Room.
With a "beep", the door opened with a response.
Meng Chuan inserted the magnetic card into the slot and glanced at the electronic display.
There have been 788 hours already; looks like today it will break 800.
If it weren't for the delay due to a national duty, he might have broken a thousand.
The borrowing fee for the cultivation room is twenty thousand an hour.
