My name is Lin Jianlu, known as "Lin Saodi", and I have been cleaning toilets at the headquarters of Wushen Temple for three years. Yesterday, when I dragged the corridor with my own hands, I trampled to death the Emerald Spirit Toad worth 80 million from the Young Master of the Martial Alliance. The young master held the arm that was bitten off by the toad, stared at me, and squeezed out a few words: "Kill him."
Then, my apprentice card shattered.
The head of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Temple of Martial Arts personally read out the verdict - three days later, he would be locked at the bottom of the Dragon Well and his life would be sacrificed. The day the news spread, the whole city was waiting for a joke. How did that trash guy who cleans the toilet every day die?
But I looked at my washed white gloves and suddenly smiled. These hands swept the land for three years and also swept every corner of the Martial Arts Temple. They don't know that the fragment of "Human Martial Arts Picture" in my trouser pocket comes from the secret compartment under the No. 108 Toilet tank - it is the inheritance carved by a fallen martial saint with his lifelong skills.
Three days later, Longjing was locked.
The young master led several masters and looked at me condescendingly. The head of the law enforcement hall pronounced the sentence in a cold voice: "All martial arts qualifications will be deprived, and immediately——"
I patted the dust on my body and raised my right hand. In the past three years, I have swept the floor 3,600 times a day, and my true energy has been tempered into every inch of my bones and blood.
"Wait." I spoke softly, and the wind from my palm fell on the mouth of the well. The green bricks in a radius of 20 meters exploded. All the masters' knees suddenly softened, and they all fell to their knees -
The next second, a golden light exploded in the void, and the phantoms of nine martial saints pressed across the sky, sounding like a loud bell: "Welcome the human martial saints to return to their seats!"
