Chapter 61
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
"You're not a great success!"
"You are, you are a Wulin myth!"
The hysterical roar of the black robed Lord spread all over the Shaolin Temple in an instant.
"Wulin myth?"
"What is Wulin myth?"
A new Shaolin disciple asked subconsciously.
They just joined Shaolin temple not long ago. They don't know much about the division of nine grades of martial arts, let alone the myth of martial arts.
However, when the novice Shaolin disciples saw that the elder martial brothers were shocked and looked incredible, they did not dare to speak.
"Wulin myth?"
"Siraitia grosvenorii?"
The head of the commandment house murmured to himself.
In today's world, martial arts is divided into nine grades. Only when the martial arts is beyond the nine grades, can it be called "Luohan" fruit position or martial arts myth.
In fact, both "Luohan" fruit position and Wulin myth have the same meaning, but the former is the name of Shaolin Temple and other Buddhists, while the latter is the name of martial arts in the Jianghu.
"Wulin myth?"
"True view?"
The head of the new hospital is dull.
Originally, Zhenguan jumped up from a floor sweeper and became a saint monk who saved Shaolin Temple from death several times, which is unbelievable enough.
But now.
Someone told him.
True view is not only the ancestor of holy monks.
What's more, it's a "Luohan" that Shaolin Temple has not been able to produce for thousands of years?
Isn't that amazing?
The head of the miscellaneous service hospital didn't feel jealous, but he was shocked to the extreme and couldn't react at all for a moment.
The headmen of the Dharma monastery, the martial monk monastery and the Luohan monastery, and many of their disciples were tongue tied and gaping.
If it wasn't from such a great master as the devil, they would not believe it at all.
Wulin myth?
The weight represented by these four words can almost overwhelm the world today. How can we say it casually?
However, as a demon lord, he should disdain to lie about it, and at the moment, the look and tone of the Demon Lord do not seem to be deceiving.
"What?"
"Wulin myth?"
Compared with the shock of the Shaolin disciples, the demons who came to the door were completely flustered.
They planned to destroy the gate of Shaolin Temple in a fierce manner. Originally, they thought that there was a devil sitting in the gate and the victory was in their hands. Even if there was any accident, it led to the inside information left by a certain "arhat" in the past dynasties of Shaolin Temple...
but there was no problem in protecting them by the means of the devil.
But now?
Is there a "arhat" in Shaolin Temple?
How is that possible?
Although these disciples have great confidence in the devil, they don't think that the devil can beat a "arhat.".
The two are not on the same level at all.
"It's over."
"It's all over."
Countless disciples of the demon sect look desperate.
They had thought about running away, but as soon as they thought about it, they felt that they were imprisoned by a powerful force looming in all directions.
It seems that the whole Shaolin Temple is reduced to a certain "realm" of existence.
"Is he a Wulin myth?"
Kunkong, a demon disciple, felt that he had heard a big joke.
In his dying life, he traveled far to the West desert to find the devil and invite him out. He wanted to revive the devil's gate and take revenge on the nameless monk of Shaolin Temple.
As a result, you told me that the other side is a Wulin myth?
This is not revenge, this is death!
Kunkong's mind suddenly flashed the scene five years ago when Su Qin was wearing a gray monk's robe and cleaning the helm of the demon sect.
At this moment, all kinds of desperation gathered in kunkong's heart and turned into a sentence:
"you are a Wulin myth, why bully the small with the big!"
...
in front of the main hall.
With a wave of Su Qin's hand, the original figure turned into a virtual shadow, and the black robed devil who retreated suddenly was directly imprisoned in the original place and could not move.
"You, who are you?"
The black robed devil looked pale and looked at Su Qin in a hoarse voice.
The so-called pressure of life and death, the so-called breakthrough, and the so-called fight have long been thrown away by the black robed devil.
Now, the only thought in the black robed devil's heart is how to keep his life.
As long as we live, there is hope.
"I'm just a floor sweeper in Shaolin Temple."
Su Qin thought for a while and said.
Su Qin never gave up sweeping the floor after 20 years in Shaolin Temple, which is obvious to all."Floor sweeper?"
The black robed devil was in a daze, and he didn't believe it.
The floor sweeper of Shaolin Temple?
Are you kidding?
Martial arts myth? How could he be a floor sweeper in Shaolin Temple?
Even a three-year-old child would scoff at this kind of saying, just like an emperor sitting on the world's wealth saying that he has no money.
"All right."
"You can die."
Su Qin suddenly lost interest. Originally, he wanted to try his own strength by the hand of the devil.
I didn't expect the other side to be so weak.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"
The black robed devil suddenly felt the pressure he was under and almost crushed himself. He knew that Su Qin had no plan to bypass him.
"Break it for me!"
"Po Po Po!"
Even though the black robed Lord knew that his hope of survival was slim, he could not help struggling at the moment.
In a flash, the black robed demon master burned his transmuted internal power and body in a way of forbidding magic.
Suddenly, a breath of terror emerged from the black robed Lord.
This breath, even beyond the ordinary great consummation.
Suddenly, his strength got such a promotion, but the black robed devil didn't have the slightest joy on his face.
This time, he has completely burned his internal power and body. Even if he really survives, his strength is bound to plummet, or even fall out of the top.
But now, the black lord doesn't care.
However.
The next moment.
The terrible power of heaven and earth rolled down.
Click.
Click.
Almost instantaneously, all the bones of the devil were smashed.
"I didn't expect that I would kill countless people in my life, but in the end I would be killed by others."
The black lord murmured to himself.
His body has completely collapsed, leaving only the remains of "God".
However, the "God" of the black robed Lord is far less than that of the magic Buddha, and even his mind is not condensed. Once he loses his physical protection, he will quickly dissipate in the air without Su Qin's hands.
Sure enough.
Less than a moment.
The black robed devil was shocked, and his body collapsed completely.
There was a dead silence.
Everyone was silent.
If we say that at the beginning, when the black robed demon lord roared out the four words "Wulin myth", people still have doubts.
So at this moment, when we see that the black robed Lord is such a top-notch product, even the resistance has not been achieved, and the direct ashes, there is no doubt in our hearts.
When the disciples of Shaolin Temple and the people in the magic gate were all immersed in the shocking scene.
Hearing that the abbot was full of tears, Hui trembled and said, "nine hundred years."
"After nine hundred years, we have finally come out of the Shaolin Temple with another arhat...
Chapter 62
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
With the black robed Lord completely gone.
Many of the disciples of the demon sect look as white as paper, without a trace of blood.
During this period of time, the demon master went out of the West desert and rejoined the world. These disciples of the demon sect had a lot of scenery. They killed several righteous people in succession, such as Tiantai Sect, and had a great impact on the martial arts in the Tang Dynasty.
But now.
The disciples realized that everything was gone.
Not to mention the impact of the fall of the demon lord on the demon gate, whether they can walk out of Shaolin Temple alive now is a question.
"Why?"
After su Qin killed the black robed demon lord, he seemed to find something. He turned his eyes and looked at the location where the demon lord fell.
There was a roll of ragged hide.
You know, Su Qin just a thought will control the power of heaven and earth to kill the devil.
In this mighty power of heaven and earth, even if the devil's body has been transformed once, it will soon collapse and disappear.
It's not just the devil's body, it's all the other things on his body.
However, what Su Qin didn't expect was that this ragged animal skin didn't disappear with the demon lord, but existed.
"The skin that can resist the power of heaven and earth?"
Su Qin was interested in it. He opened his eyes to the real world in an instant. After repeatedly confirming that there was no threat from the skin, he took the skin in his hand with a move of his right hand.
After entering the realm of "Luohan", Su Qin's mind was greatly improved, and he was able to interfere with reality.
Whoa.
As soon as the ragged skin fell on Su Qin's hand, he felt cold as if he was holding a piece of ice.
"This skin is unusual."
Su Qin looks slightly dignified.
At this moment, he found that the reason why the animal skin was broken was because it was just like this, not because it was crushed under the heaven and earth just now.
"I'll see the hide when I go back."
"Let's solve these demons first."
Su Qin raised his head slightly and looked at many terrified disciples of the demon sect.
At the moment, as he looked at them, all the disciples lowered their heads, and none of them dared to look directly at Su Qin.
"If you dare to call, you'll all stay."
Naturally, Su Qin did not know how to be a woman. Before he became a Luohan, it took a little effort to kill these demonic disciples. Moreover, these demonic disciples were not wood, so they would disperse and run away.
Even if Su Qin had a real eye to lock Qi, it took time to kill one by one.
But now.
Su Qin has already entered the realm of "arhat". He can easily control the power of heaven and earth within a few miles. As long as these disciples are within this range, life and death are just between his thoughts.
"No."
"Holy monk... No, arhat, spare your life. We know we are wrong."
"Please Luohan let us go once, I'd like to be put in the magic tower..."
countless disciples of the magic sect begged.
It's just that.
The next moment.
The power of heaven and earth swept by.
The eyes of the disciples of the demon sect darkened quickly and fell to the ground with a puff.
After dealing with these disciples, Su Qin glanced at the many disciples of Shaolin Temple who were still in shock in the distance, took a step and disappeared in the same place.
...
the danger of stepping on the magic gate of Shaolin Temple ended in this almost dreamlike way.
Fifty years ago, the demon lord rejoined the world and wanted to use the blood of the nameless monk in Shaolin Temple as a stepping stone, but finally he took all the elite of the demon sect and went to the end.
The heads of the Court seemed to be dreaming. They were ready to live and die together with Shaolin Temple just now, but they didn't expect such a reversal.
"Abbot, what's the matter..."
the head of the commandment hall subconsciously looks at Abbot Hui Wen and asks tentatively.
That's what I said.
The spirit of the other headmen and the attached disciples was shocked. Qi Shushu looked at Abbot Huiwen and wanted to wait for some explanation.
At this moment, although the crisis of Shaolin Temple has been solved, a bigger doubt appears in the hearts of all the disciples.
What's the matter with the "arhat" who killed the black robed Demon Lord with all his actions.
"I don't know about this matter..."
Huiwen was silent for a while and said truthfully.
If he had known that there was a "arhat" in Shaolin Temple, how could he have fought with the devil like death?
Hui hears that Abbot's voice has just fallen.
The other headmen and disciples were speechless.
If Abbot Huiwen didn't know what all this was about, they would be even less clear.
Just at this time, the head of the martial monk's courtyard next to him suddenly thought of something. He looked at the head of the new courtyard and said:"Younger martial brother, you are the head of the factotum, and you have been in the factotum for such a long time. You must know the identity of that person, don't you?"
The head of the martial monk's Academy looks forward to the new head of the miscellaneous worker's Academy.
Other heads nodded in secret.
Yeah.
That person has been in the workhouse for 20 years. For such a long time, the head of the new workhouse can be more or less aware of something.
The new head of the mixed service hospital: "if you don't know, I will know?
"I don't know."
Said the head of the new hospital.
...
at the same time.
In the courtyard.
Su Qin left the main hall and came to the factotum.
"The identity is exposed after all."
Su Qin sat on his knees with a slight sigh.
In fact, when Su Qin broke through and entered the realm of "Luohan", he didn't care whether his identity was exposed or not.
No invincible before, of course, first.
But if it's invincible, what else?
At least according to Su Qin's knowledge, there was no "Luohan" level warrior in his century.
In other words, with Su Qin's strength at the moment, he can completely ignore any existence in the secular world.
If you want to deal with a "arhat", only the same level of existence can do it.
"But what is that piece of animal skin on the devil's body?"
Su Qin thought, a piece of ragged hide appeared in front of him.
The skin of the animal is worn out. It seems that it has been for some years, but it is cold.
"This animal skin belongs to the devil. Maybe it involves some secret?"
Su Qin looked at the skin carefully, and found that there were inexplicable lines on the skin, as if recording some information.
"Record?"
Su Qin's heart moved slightly.
According to common sense, animal skin is mostly used to record information.
"Maybe there's some information 'stored' in this hide?"
Su Qin's thoughts spread and he thought quickly.
"If it can resist the power of heaven and earth, this animal skin may also be a" arhat "level item?"
"And the information stored on it may not be seen with the naked eye..."
as soon as Su Qin read this, he felt out the wisps of divine thoughts and covered them with the tattered animal skin.
Boom!
When Su qinshennian touched the animal skin, he heard a roar.
Chapter 63
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
Hum!
I saw the ragged skin gradually emitting a faint light.
As Su Qin's spirit continued to pour in, the shimmer on the surface of the skin became more and more dim. Finally, with a click, the whole skin was directly reduced to pieces and dissipated in the air.
Just then.
Su Qin opened his eyes leisurely.
"I see."
Su Qin murmured.
Su Qin's guess is right. There is some information stored in this animal skin, which can't be seen by normal people. Only the top-notch product that condenses divine ideas, or even the Wulin myth, can we "read" the information.
"No wonder there are no" Luohan "level warriors in the world. It turns out that they have something to do with the atmosphere of longevity 800 years ago..."
Su Qin's thoughts fluctuate.
According to the information "stored" in the animal skin, 800 years ago, heaven and earth changed greatly. At that time, several martial artists at the level of Wulin myth all felt a breath of immortality across the sky and disappeared in the depths of overseas.
This breath of immortality directly made several Wulin myths of that era crazy.
You know, even if you enter the realm of Wulin myth, you will only have 500 years of life.
Five hundred years of longevity seems to be a long time, but in fact, for any Wulin myth, a little bit of closure is years and decades have passed.
But eight hundred years ago, the breath of longevity that pierced the sky was able to greatly prolong the longevity of any Wulin myth.
So.
Ever since I felt the breath of longevity, the only surviving martial arts myths in this continent have crossed the sea and left orders. In later generations, any new martial arts myths do not need to stay in this continent for too long, just follow their steps.
Of course.
This order is only circulated among the forces that once gave birth to the myth level of Wulin.
Although Shaolin Temple has also walked out of Luohan, the most recent one is tuoa Luohan 900 years ago.
"Tuo'a" Rohan passed away in a hurry because of his suppression of the magic Buddha. He did not experience the great changes eight hundred years ago.
So Shaolin Temple didn't leave this secret.
"Carelessness..."
Su Qin's face was deep.
Originally, he thought that if there was no "arhat" level in the world, he would not mind exposing his identity. But now it seems that there may not be such a level on this continent, but outside the continent, in the endless deep sea, there may still be martial artists with the level of Wulin myth.
For the Wulin mythology, it has already reached the point that the gods who eat Qi do not die, and there is no need to supplement consumption by eating from the outside world.
In addition, Wulin mythology can take advantage of the wind to resist Qi. It's as simple as drinking water and eating.
"The breath of eternal life?"
Su Qin frowned.
Although the reason for the great change 800 years ago is recorded in the animal skin, there is no deep taboo about the breath of longevity. I just mentioned a few words, but I didn't go on.
"But even if there are other martial arts myths, what can we do?"
On second thought, Su Qin was a little relieved.
At least those martial arts myths are far away from overseas, and there is no threat to Su Qin.
"You all go after the breath of eternal life."
Su Qin shook his head slightly.
Other Wulin myths may be eager to continue their longevity with the breath of longevity.
But Su Qin is different.
Since entering the realm of "Luohan", Su Qin has noticed that his Shouyuan has soared from 400 years to 800 years.
You know, Su Qin is only 30 years old now. Even if he doesn't do anything in the future, his strength is stagnant, and he can't sign in any reward that can prolong his life, he can live for 770 years without disaster.
"Why is my Shouyuan 300 years longer than the ordinary Wulin myth?"
Su Qin was puzzled.
Normally speaking, whether it's Luohan or Wulin myth, Shouyuan is 500 years old.
But Su Qin was eight hundred years old.
"Is it because I, even Yin and Yang, forge the body?"
It suddenly occurred to Su Qin.
After constantly checking in, Su Qin also roughly understood that the great master of Yipin wanted to change his body, not by the way of yin and Yang.
But according to their own constitution.
For example, the great master Yipin, whose constitution is Yang oriented, relies on the path of "the limitless sun" to transform his body.
The great master of Yipin, whose constitution is inclined to Yin, transformed his body by the way of "Taiyin Wuji".
Like Su Qin, yin and Yang coexist, but they never appear.
"Is it because of the eye of truth?"
Su Qin's eyes narrowed slightly.
It was the eye of truth that prompted him to find a Yin based body refining skill, which combined with Vajra's immortal skill to refine the body together.
When Su Qin was thinking, he suddenly felt a move in his heart and looked up in a certain direction."They've found it..."
Su Qin's perception is that he knows everything around him, even if he doesn't have to think about it.
At this moment, Su Qin realized that Abbot Huiwen and other leaders of the house of representatives were coming towards the workhouse.
For this scene, Su Qin did not feel confused.
When he returned to the factotum, he didn't deliberately hide his body. Many disciples of the factotum saw it.
...
at the same time.
Huiwen abbot and many headmen are walking towards the factotum.
"Are you sure that one went back to the workhouse?"
Abbot Huiwen looked at a little monk who was leading the way. He asked solemnly.
"Abbot."
"Uncle Zhenguan, I've seen it many times. I won't admit it."
The little hermit who led the way patted his chest and assured.
Although he didn't know why the Abbot's house was looking for Su Qin first, judging from their faces, it should not be punishing Su Qin and the like.
All the little Shamis are confident and bold to lead the way.
"Yes?"
The head of the martial monk's Monastery could not hang up immediately.
They don't know how many times they have called Su Qin's "ancestors". As a result, this "Xuan" generation, who has just entered the temple, calls Su Qin's "martial uncle"...
doesn't this mean that they are not even as good as the little monk?
"In the future, don't call that martial uncle!"
The head of the martial monk's Academy glared at the little monk, almost frightening him to cry.
Soon.
A group of people will enter the courtyard, carefully standing outside Su Qin's room.
"You go down first."
The head of the monastery saw the little monk who was leading the way and waved.
"Yes."
Little Sami ran out wrongly.
After little Sami left.
All around suddenly fell into silence.
Abbot Hui Wen and the prime ministers looked at each other. They were nervous and didn't know whether to make a sound.
The door in front of them is as fragile as thin paper to any of them.
At the moment, however,
the door seems to turn into a natural moat.
High above, separating the immortal from the ordinary.
If there is no permission from the one inside, even if Abbot Huiwen and others are given ten courage, they dare not rashly push the door to enter.
Just when Huiwen abbot and the heads of all the courtyards hesitated to make a speech to see them.
A calm and leisurely voice rang in everyone's ears:
"you all come in."
...
PS: after five o'clock, ask for monthly ticket ~ ~ ~
Chapter 64
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
"Come in, all of you."
This voice seems to come from all directions, everywhere, ringing in the ears of Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the court.
"What's this?"
Hui heard a flash of horror in Abbot's eyes.
Although he was sure that the sound came from the room in front of him, he could not tell where it came from.
The other heads of the court looked at each other in the same way. At last, like a pilgrimage, they pushed the door carefully and went in.
The decoration in the house is very common. As long as the disciples who have been in Shaolin temple for more than ten years, they will have this kind of separate residence.
Shaolin Temple, as a major martial arts temple in the world, covers an extremely large area. There is no need to worry about the shortage of land and residence.
After Abbot Huiwen and the headmen entered the house, they couldn't help looking up at Su Qin, who was sitting on the bed with his knees crossed.
At the moment, Su Qin's breath was introverted, as if he had been completely integrated into the void. If Abbot Huiwen hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he didn't believe that there was a person sitting in front of him.
"We have met the venerable..."
Abbot Hui Wen and several headmen of the hospital bowed slightly and whispered.
Venerable is the honorific title of "Luohan" in Shaolin Temple. In Buddhism, venerable has many meanings, but mainly means "Saint" and "great wisdom".
"Get up."
Su Qin looked down at the respectful Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the court and said.
As early as when he went out to work in the main hall, Su Qin had expected this scene, and he was not surprised at the moment.
When Abbot Huiwen got up with you, he stood still and didn't know how to say the following words.
"If you have any questions, you can ask them now."
Su Qin glanced at the head of the Abbot's courtyard, sighed and said casually.
Su Qin has a feeling that if he doesn't open this mouth, these people can stand here all the time.
Abbot Huiwen and several prime ministers looked at each other. At last, the head of the Luohan court stood up and asked carefully: "dare to ask the Reverend, ten years ago, my villain was bewitched by demons. Did the Reverend kill him?"
Ten years ago, the whole family of the true nature of the genius in the Luohan temple was slaughtered. As a result, they were taken advantage of by the demons and turned into the successors of the demons and Buddhas, hoping to destroy the Shaolin Temple.
At that time, the descendant of the demon Buddha was scared away by a fallen leaf, and finally his body appeared outside the Shaolin Temple.
Although Abbot Huiwen and the capital of the various academies speculated that it was the hand of the saint monk's forefather, it has not been confirmed.
"It's me."
Su Qin said softly.
The true nature is bewitched by the meditation of the magic Buddha, and the mind has been distorted and cannot be reversed.
To some extent, the reality at that time was no longer itself, but the incarnation of a magic idea of the Buddha.
Su Qin can only kill.
"Thank you for punishing my villain."
The eyes of the head of Luohan courtyard were dim, and they retreated.
With the opening of this mouth by the head of the Luohan hospital, the other heads of the hospital and Abbot Huiwen also summoned up the courage to ask their doubts.
For example, why the old blood eating devil died outside the pagoda for no reason, and the change of the seal of the forbidden area in the back mountain.
Su Qin did not deny it, but answered one by one.
Now that he has entered the realm of "arhat", he is invincible in this continent at least. As long as there is no secret involved, he is not willing to lie about other issues.
Half an hour later.
Su Qin looked at Abbot Huiwen and the head of all the courtyards and said faintly, "if there's nothing wrong, you can go back."
In the past half an hour, these old people were asking questions like curious babies. If it wasn't for 20 years of fasting, Su Qin would have started to drive people out.
Hearing that Abbot Hui and the heads of all the courtyards heard the speech, they did not dare to disobey the orders of the venerable and bowed to leave immediately.
Su Qin really solved a lot of doubts for them, in addition to some problems, more of them were problems in the cultivation of martial arts.
Both Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the court have gained a lot through this half-hour communication.
In particular, several heads of the hospital, each thoughtful, I'm afraid that if they go back to the closed door for a period of time, they will go further and enter the realm of second class.
...
Dharma hall.
After Abbot Huiwen and the headmen left the workhouse, they came here together.
"That venerable man, what he has learned is really omniscient and omniscient..." the head of the Dharma Academy was full of emotion, and his eyes toward the factotum showed deep awe.
Just now, the leaders of the academy and Abbot Huiwen asked each other one after another about the scope of internal and external skills, physical training, spirit accumulation, unique learning and so on.
But Su Qin answered them one by one, not only in simple terms, but also in a few words.
It's incredible.
You know, even a warrior has limited the thousands of years of inheritance of Shaolin Temple, in addition to the "Dharma Master" who also learned many unique skills, even other venerable people who have proved the status of "Luohan" are only good at one aspect.
Far less than Su Qin, he knows everything at his fingertips.
Hearing the speech, other heads of the court nodded in secret.
Indeed, they have the same idea at the moment.
"Perhaps, the venerable is not a mortal like us..."
just then, abbot Huiwen's eyes flashed and suddenly said.
"Do you remember what happened in the main hall twenty years ago?"
Hui heard Abbot's words.
The head of each hospital was shocked.
Twenty years ago, a vision of the Golden Buddha appeared outside the Mahatma hall. They all thought it was the Buddha's manifestation.
"I remember the venerable who also worshipped in Shaolin Temple 20 years ago."
When Abbot Huiwen said this, he hesitated and seemed to be controlling his emotions: "maybe the venerable is a reincarnation of a Buddha, so when we come to Shaolin Temple, we will attract the attention of the Buddha, and then show our holiness."
"Buddha, the reincarnation of Buddha?"
The other heads of the hospital were shocked.
You know, reincarnation of Buddha is not the same thing as that of Mahatma.
Although the "arhat" is superior to all living beings, it only exists in the world after all.
But Buddha...
is detached from the existence of this world.
However, on second thought, the heads of the various academies thought that Abbot Huiwen's statement was probably true.
Because it is only 20 years since Su Qin joined Shaolin Temple.
In 20 years, from an ordinary person who is not even Jiupin, he has become a "Luohan" ruler. This is not the reincarnation of Buddha. I'm afraid no one believes it.
"Well, it's a top secret of Shaolin Temple. We can't spread it out until we know it!"
Huiwen Abbot glanced at the head of the courtyard and said.
"Yes."
"Don't worry, elder martial brother. I know the importance of the matter."
Several headmen of the hospital calm down and speak in unison.
...
at the same time.
Su Qin is sitting cross knee, constantly familiar with their own strength.
Late at night.
The full moon is high.
Su Qin's figure flashed and appeared outside the Sutra Pavilion.
"You can sign in."
Su Qin looked to the Sutra Pavilion.
Although he has entered the realm of Rohan, he will not give up his daily check-in opportunity.
"System, sign me in!"
Su Qin meditated in his heart.
congratulations on the success of host check-in and Joyoung's magic. 】
...
Chapter 65
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
"Joyoung magic?"
Su Qin was very happy.
Joyoung Shen Gong is one of the top of the Shaolin Temple's magic skills. It's the best practice. It's like the big day, burning the mountains and boiling the sea.
unfortunately, with the most powerful magic, the magic of Joyoung also lost hundreds of years ago.
, however, the lost of Joyoung's divine power is different from that of the Tathagata.
With the passing away of the last arhat in Shaolin Temple, there is no trace of the Tathagata palm in the world except the forbidden area of Houshan.
but Joyoung's magic is from Shaolin Temple to the world.
it is said that Zhang Zhen, who is a real fan of Wudang Mountains, has achieved such a success today because he acquired a remnant of Joyoung's magic when he was young, so that he could create Yang Tai Yin and create Taiji.
"Not bad, not bad."
Su Qin probably felt the exquisite and slight nod of Joyoung's magic.
at the present level of Su Qin, it is natural to see that Joyoung's divine power is a divine skill that goes straight into the "Luo Han" level.
Although it is still far inferior to the Tathagata palm, it is not much different from the basic skills of the magic Buddha.
The next time, Su Qin returned to his usual life.
The only difference is that Su Qin no longer has to sweep the floor every day.
Since Su Qin's strength has been exposed, abbot Huiwen and other court leaders are eager to offer him up as their ancestors. How dare they continue to let Su Qin sweep the floor?
And Su Qin has no opinion about it.
Now that he has just entered the realm of "arhat", it takes him a lot of time to get familiar with the power of inflation and the stable state.
As for check-in...
when there is no one at night every day, Su Qin will naturally check in.
The check-in system is Su Qin's biggest secret. Su Qin can never let anyone know about it.
Time goes by.
The news of the fall of the demon gate spread all over the Tang Kingdom and the world like a hurricane.
After the Demon Lord was born, he didn't climb Shaoshi mountain for the first time, but first swept the orthodox sect in the Tang Dynasty.
During this period, the power of the demon master has long been known to the world.
Even some famous martial artists believe that the devil is not an ordinary top-notch master, but a great master who has been transformed at least twice.
However.
Everyone did not expect that such a demon master who wanted to swallow up the world would fall in Shaolin Temple?
Tang Dynasty.
The palace.
In a cold palace.
An old man in a Dragon Robe looks at the information in his hands.
"Wulin myth?"
"Shaolin temple came out of a martial arts myth and killed the devil?"
The old man in the Dragon Robe is naturally the emperor of Tang Dynasty. At the moment, his brow is slightly wrinkled, and he seems unable to think of anything.
"Mr. Zhao."
The Tang emperor put down his intelligence and said softly.
"Your Majesty."
I saw a eunuch dressed in purple eunuch clothes quietly appeared in the Tang emperor's side, bowing.
"You say, is the news true or false?"
The emperor of the Tang Dynasty said in a deep voice to Duke Zhao.
Although it is said in the intelligence that the demon lord once roared "you are a Wulin myth" before he died.
However, the situation at that time could not be determined by this information alone.
After all, this is not a cat and dog, but a Wulin myth overlooking the world.
"Tell your majesty, I don't know about it."
Wearing purple clothes, Duke Zhao bowed slightly, looking humble.
"Ah."
"It's a pity."
The emperor of Tang sighed, "I don't have much time."
In fact,
If Zhao Gonggong hadn't given up part of his accomplishments and forced him to prolong his life,
the emperor of the Tang Dynasty would have died a few years ago.
But even so, the emperor of Tang Dynasty could not sustain for a few years.
"How's Shenger learning recently?"
"Can we take the overall situation alone?"
Tang Huang rubbed his eyebrows and asked slowly.
"Your Highness is learning very fast, and can live up to your Majesty's expectations." Zhao Gong replied.
"That's good."
"I have fulfilled my promise to his mother."
The voice of Emperor Tang became lower and lower.
Mr. Zhao bowed his head and said nothing.
"Sire, is there something I don't know if I should say?" Duke Zhao hesitated for a moment and said.
"What's the matter?" The emperor of the Tang Dynasty frowned.
"Before his royal highness returned, he had married a woman among the people and claimed that he would never marry her again in this life." Said Zhao Gonggong.
This matter almost will Professor Li Sheng's several Taifu gas jump know, the state of Tang attached great importance to the succession. As an heir of the royal family, if there were no three wives and four concubines, it would make people laugh.
"Oh?"
A smile appeared on the emperor's face: "this boy looks like me when I was young."
When Tang Huang said this, he thought about it for a while and said, "since he doesn't want to marry her, let him alone. I've been following the rules all my life. How can he be equally afraid of hands and feet?"
"Yes."
Hearing the speech, Duke Zhao slowly retreated to the dark place.
...
Mengyuan.
Endless grassland.
A tall man has deep eyes and looks into the vast sky.
If there is a great master of Yipin in the Central Plains, he will recognize in horror that this tall man is the Supreme National Master of the Mongol Yuan Empire.
He propped up the whole Mongol Yuan Empire with his own strength, and also coveted the Central Plains.
Even the Lord of the Mongol Yuan kingdom had to bow to the teacher.
In the eyes of the people of the Mongol Yuan Empire, the position of this national teacher was comparable to that of a God.
At this moment, a figure came in and bowed to present a letter.
"National teacher."
"This is the information from the state of Tang."
The figure said respectfully.
The tall man picked up the paper at will and looked at it.
After a long time.
The writing paper was noiselessly smashed.
The tall man sighed and murmured: "heaven is so partial to the Central Plains..."
the figure standing respectfully beside him could not help but say: "with a national teacher, surely man can conquer heaven!"
...
Shaolin Temple.
Su Qin sat cross legged in the forbidden area of the back mountain.
"After entering the realm of arhat, the improvement of strength has slowed down a lot..."
Su Qin opened his eyes and was slightly disappointed.
Before he became a Luohan, Su Qin could feel the improvement of his strength almost every day.
In addition to the last few years, we need to transform the body, the spirit and the internal power. In other times, we almost cross a big realm every few years.
But now, Su Qin felt the difficulty of cultivating martial arts.
"I think it's because I'm so powerful now that I can't detect my ordinary progress."
Su Qin thought silently.
For example, if you have ten Wen and suddenly add one Wen, you will find out for the first time.
But if you have 100 Wen, 1000 Wen or 10000 Wen, you will not even look at it if you add one Wen at this time.
Su Qin is facing this dilemma at the moment.
He's too strong.
After proving the "Luohan" position, Su Qin controlled not only his own power, but the power of the world.
Chapter 66
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
"Ah...
" it seems that the cultivation of martial arts still depends on one's own, one step at a time, and there is no shortcut... "
Su Qin looked slightly moved, and suddenly a bottle of white jade pill appeared in front of him.
As soon as this bottle of pills appeared, the vitality of heaven and earth around him was shaking. When Su Qin opened the bottle and poured the pure and transparent pills into his hands, the endless vitality of heaven and earth was completely boiling.
"Yes?"
Su Qin's eyebrows wrinkled and his mind unfolded.
In a flash, the boiling and rolling vitality of the world was suppressed, and the surrounding area became calm again.
"Glass gold elixir..."
Su Qin looked at the colorless, pure and transparent elixir in his hand and murmured in a low voice.
Liuli Jindan is a kind of pill in the legend of Shaolin Temple. Only those who have obtained the title of "Luohan" are qualified to refine it.
Even so, it took a lot of time and energy for the arhat master to successfully refine a glass gold elixir, and finally he had to take his own origin as a guide.
Generally speaking, unless there is a special reason, no one in Luohan would like to refine the glazed gold elixir, because it is not worth it at all.
Shaolin Temple has been opened for thousands of years, and there are no more than ten glazed gold pills.
However.
The main reason why it is so difficult to refine is that its efficacy is too terrible.
Even if the "Luohan" venerable takes a glass gold pill, it can save decades of hard work, and during the period of maintaining the efficacy, it is easier to understand Heaven and earth, and control the huge vitality of heaven and earth.
"It seems to be a saving."
Su Qin looks at the glass elixir in his hand, and his thoughts fluctuate.
He signed in at the Shaolin temple for 20 years, and only got hundreds of glass gold pills, one less than one.
Gollum.
Su Qin swallowed the glass elixir.
Liuli Jindan doesn't want to melt at the entrance like dahuandan. On the contrary, it is very strong. It constantly sinks into Suqin's belly and slowly releases its medicine.
"What's this?"
Su Qin only felt that his strength was slowly rising again.
In addition, Su Qin also noticed that after taking the glass elixir, the control of the vitality of heaven and earth was more relaxed.
Before taking the glass elixir, Su Qin could only control the vitality of heaven and earth in a few miles.
But now, Su Qin feels that the scope has at least doubled?!
What's the concept?!
We should know that the fight between the arhat masters has been detached from themselves and equivalent to the confrontation between the two worlds.
At this time, we can imagine the importance of controlling the power range of heaven and earth.
This glass gold elixir not only saved Su Qin's hard work for tens of miles, but also doubled his strength within the duration of the medicine.
"It lasts about a month to two months."
Su Qin estimated in his heart that he was in a good mood.
Although he still can't compare with the cultivation speed when he was in the ninth grade of martial arts, he is also much better than other arhat masters or martial arts myths.
Time goes by.
In order to obtain sufficient supply of glazed gold elixir, Su Qin would sign in at Bodhi hall.
Of course.
This is not absolute.
Sometimes Su Qin would go to the magic tower or the Sutra pavilion to sign in.
On this day, Su Qin passed the magic tower and stopped suddenly.
"Count the time. I haven't signed here for a long time."
Su Qin's heart moved.
Although the check-in and check-out items from the Zhenmo pagoda are basically related to demons, there is no absolute solution. What good things will come out in ten thousand minutes?
Thinking of this, Su Qin thought silently.
"System, sign in."
[congratulations on the successful check-in of the host and the "magic seal". 】
[tip: this tunnel will be exhausted, and it will be turned into a place that can't be checked in repeatedly. 】
two consecutive cold, mechanical voices resounded in Su Qin's ears.
"Where can't I check in again?"
Su Qin was slightly stunned.
"Is Tao Yun running out?"
Su Qin's heart turned quickly, and finally sighed.
In fact, Su Qin knew for a long time that there would be such a day.
On the first day of activating the system, Su Qin knew that the check-in of the system was determined by the number of Daoyun in the check-in place.
The more Daoyun, the more check-in times.
But no matter how much Tao Yun is, it will be exhausted one day.
This is true of Zhenmo pagoda. I'm afraid it will be true of Sutra Pavilion and Bodhi hall in the future.
"It's a pity."
Su Qin turned and left.
Although Su Qin couldn't use the skills and treasures from the Zhenmo pagoda, he was distressed to lose a place to collect wool."Magic seal?"
Su Qin's mind is integrated into the system space.
I saw a small seal floating in a corner of the space.
The small seal was dark, with some blood stains on its surface. In addition, Su Qin felt a tremendous suppression from the small seal.
All the demons in the world can be suppressed.
Su Qin has a feeling that if the devil is still alive, I'm afraid that just seeing this seal will suppress 90% of his strength.
This little seal stained with blood is the bane of the world.
"Not bad, not bad."
Su Qin was extremely satisfied.
Although the demon master died and the demon gate was almost destroyed, Su Qin knew through the skin that there might be a martial arts myth of the demon gate in the endless deep sea outside the mainland.
Now, with this seal, Su Qin's confidence increased greatly.
The next time, in addition to check-in, Su Qin was almost in the forbidden area of Houshan.
The effective time of Liuli Jindan is one month to two months. Su Qin used a new Liuli Jindan before the end of the last Liuli Jindan.
"According to the records of the ancient books left by Shaolin Temple, the realm of Luohan is distinguished by the nine heavens."
"When we first entered the realm of arhat, it was arhat's first heaven, then arhat's second heaven, third heaven... Until the Ninth Heaven."
Su Qin sat on his knees, and his mind quickly flashed over the realm of cultivation of Luohan venerable level.
This is true of the arhat, and so is the Wulin myth.
"Nine hundred years ago," tuo'a "was a heavy heavenly arhat. He used the palm of the Tathagata to suppress the magic Buddha, which shows that the power of the magic Buddha is stronger than that of the" tuo'a "arhat?"
Su Qin guessed.
...
at the same time.
In an inn.
A storyteller is eloquent and continues to say:
"it's said that the demon master is powerful and leads the elite of the demon sect to attack the Shaolin Temple in order to destroy this thousand year old temple."
"At this time, a" Luohan "statue came out of Shaolin Temple, and the demons and Demons disappeared when they raised their hands..."
many diners listened with relish.
Nowadays, the story of the destruction of the Demon Lord in Shaolin Temple has been thoroughly spread. Rumors are flying around. Some say that Luohan, who lived hundreds of years ago, was in Shaolin Temple. Some say that a passing Wulin myth killed the Demon Lord.
And it's in a corner of the inn.
A man in white with the mark of a flying knife on his eyebrow suddenly looks up and looks towards Shaolin Temple.
"Lord Rohan?"
Chapter 67
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
"How can there be a Luohan venerable in Shaolin Temple?"
The man in white with the mark of Throwing Knife in his eyebrow frowned slightly.
If someone who is familiar with all the affairs of the Wulin in the Jianghu is here, he will surely recognize that the man in white is the descendant of Xiao Li Feidao's generation.
Xiao Li Feidao, no case of false hair.
These eight words are famous all over the world. Even the great masters of Yipin who are in the Wulin are extremely afraid of passing on the flying sword.
"I don't think it's Lord Rohan. It's just a rumor in the river and lake."
The man in white thought for a while and shook his head.
You know, whether it's the Lord of Rohan or the myth of Wulin, it's hard to find one in several times.
If the Shaolin temple really has a Luohan master, how can it be spread all over the world? Without a great master, it almost falls out of the list of the most powerful martial arts in the world?
"However, it's true that the devil died. With the devil's strength, he can't escape. I'm afraid it's a perfect one."
The man in white touched his chin and thought deeply in his eyes.
He is not a fool. Even if he doesn't think that there are Arhats in Shaolin Temple, he won't think that Shaolin Temple is a soft persimmon.
"But isn't that what I want?"
"If you observe the" God ", you can give me enough pressure?"
The man in white suddenly flashed a trace of heat in his eyes.
The man in white didn't mean to challenge the Yipin dayuanman in Shaolin Temple.
Yi Pin Da Yuan man's body, mind and internal power are all transformed, which is far from what he can resist.
The man in white just wants to press himself out of the last step by feeling the power of the other's God.
The characters of the successive generations of throwing knives are different.
Some are approachable, some are gentle, some are jealous of evil, and some even pursue the limits of martial arts.
The man in white, however, took the limit of martial arts as his lifelong pursuit.
Every generation of the descendants of Feidao master the unique skills of Feidao.
The unique skill of flying dagger is different from most martial arts in the world.
The unique skill of flying sword is a spiritual secret.
In short, it's useless to rely on internal power and physical body to block the flying dagger wielded by the descendant of the flying dagger.
We can only rely on whether our own "God" is strong enough.
If God can stop it, he will live.
If God can't stop him, he will die.
So.
Normally speaking, the warrior under Yipin will die when he meets the descendant of the flying sword. As for the great master of Yipin...
only the great master of Yipin who begins to breed his own "God" can be stopped.
But this is not absolute. It depends on whether the "God" of the flying dagger is strong enough.
Of course, the unique skill of throwing knife is not without defects.
Every time the flying dagger descendant wields a knife, he will basically exhaust all his energy and energy. It will take a period of time to recuperate and recover. I'm afraid that the flying dagger descendant at that time could not even beat an ordinary person.
In individual fighting, the descendant of throwing knife can instantly kill any warrior below the great master Yipin.
But in the face of encirclement and killing, I'm afraid that the descendants of throwing knife can only admit defeat.
Because he can only make one cut in a short period of time. After one cut, he is useless.
Since he was born, the man in white has wielded nine swords, each of which has a strong warrior falling, and the strongest one is a great master of Yipin from the state of Nanming.
By wielding these nine swords, the man in white constantly sharpens his own "God". Almost one step away, he can transform the God and gather his mind.
Unfortunately, this step seems simple, but in fact it is like a natural moat.
Without enough external stimulation and the "God" oppression of the powerful warrior, the last leap of the flying sword will not be completed.
"Unfortunately, the father-in-law Zhao in the Tang Palace is suspected to have concentrated his mind, but I can't get into the palace at all."
The man in white sighed.
"But."
"I can't get into the palace, but I can still get into the Shaolin Temple."
The spirit of the man in white was shocked.
Although Shaolin Temple is one of the most powerful martial arts in the world, pilgrims are not forbidden to visit the Buddha.
The man in white can disguise himself as a pilgrim and sneak into Shaolin Temple.
As long as you enter Shaolin Temple, the man in white can feel all the "gods" nearby through his unique skills of throwing knives.
As long as the Yipin Da Yuanman is still in Shaolin Temple, he will not escape the perception of the man in white.
...
Shaolin Temple.
Su Qin completed today's check-in opportunity, eyes slightly turned, looking outside the Shaolin Temple.
Since the fall of the demon lord, there have been many spies hiding in the dark outside the Shaolin Temple. Even pilgrims who go to the temple every day to worship the Buddha are disguised as warriors.
Although Su Qin was clear about this scene, he didn't bother to do it. As long as he didn't disturb him, the other things were solved by the abbot."By the way, Joyoung has done its best in practice. It is said that it can be as big as the sun, and burn the mountains to make the sea."
"Try it today."
Su Qin's heart moved.
Joyoung is a Buddhist spirit, and Su Qin's practice of Joyoung is indirectly related to the founder of Joyoung.
After entering the realm of "Luohan", we need to gather all kinds of ways to prove ourselves.
thought of this. Su Qin returned to the forbidden mountains, sat on his knees, and quickly ran Joyoung's magic.
...
outside the main hall.
The man in white incarnates as a pilgrim and goes to a corner without leaving any trace.
After stopping, the man in white swept around his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Just a moment."
"If you observe other people's" gods "with the unique skill of flying dagger, you won't be aware of it even if you are a great fuller."
The man in white settled down and thought silently.
As for whether he can bear a "God" who is full of quality, the man in white still has this self-confidence.
As the descendants of this generation, they are very good at "gods". As long as they don't die, it's not a big problem to observe a "God" in the Wulin myth.
Thinking of this, the man in white gently closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and touched the flying knife mark in the middle of his eyebrows.
Hum!
The next moment.
The man in white only feels that his spirit is infinitely high, and he can vaguely detect the "light spots" all around him.
"Is that the" God "of many Shaolin disciples and pilgrims?"
The man in white didn't pay attention to these and continued to spread his thoughts in all directions.
"It's not."
"It's not."
The man in white frowned slightly and sweated faintly.
If we continue, I'm afraid it will exceed his limit..
Just as the man in white was ready to give up.
His thoughts finally spread to the back mountain forbidden area of Shaolin Temple.
The next moment.
The man in white has arrived at a scene that will never be forgotten.
Within the scope of his perception, nine rounds of vast and hot sun suddenly appeared.
Nine days across the sky, shining, breaking the darkness, burning the void. Where the nine wheel sun passes, all things are lonely and life is extinct.
"This is, this is, this is..."
the man in white only felt that his "God" was beginning to collapse. He knelt down on the ground with a puff, his eyes bleeding, and he looked terrified.
...
...
PS: it's four o'clock, and the monthly ticket for wave ~ ~
now it's a double monthly ticket activity. If you vote for one chapter monthly ticket, it's equivalent to voting for the author's two.
make a rule of adding more than two thousand monthly tickets. If you want to pass more than three thousand tomorrow, it's five o'clock, which means you only need to vote for five hundred chapter monthly tickets.
Chapter 68
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
The man in white shivered all over and knelt on the ground. The mark of the Throwing Knife in the middle of his brow began to collapse.
You should know that the successive generations of Flying Daggers did not cultivate internal power or physical body, but only focused on the cultivation of "God".
Of course, if you don't cultivate your internal power and body, it doesn't mean that you really don't know anything about martial arts. Instead, compared with your own powerful God, you can ignore your internal power and body.
It is precisely because of this extreme that the horror of each generation of Flying Daggers is created.
At the moment, however, the mark of the flying dagger, which shows all the "gods" of the men in white, is beginning to collapse and destroy.
How incredible is this?
Maybe a real Yipin dayuanman can kill a man in white, but it is impossible to destroy the "God" of a man in white.
"God" not only represents the spiritual cultivation of the man in white, but also symbolizes his own belief.
The body can die, but faith is not so easy to destroy.
"What is that?"
The flying Dagger's eyes bleed.
Just now, he just spread his perception through his unique skill of flying dagger, narrowly approached the forbidden area in the back mountain, and then "looked" at it from a distance.
As a result, the nine wheels of the vast and scorching sun seemed to go back to the ancient mythological era, filled with the ancient atmosphere of wilderness, and filled the world with the arrival of the nine wheels of the sun.
How can the "God" of the man in white bear all that, directly collapse on the spot, and even inexplicably return to the flesh in a flash.
"How could there be such a vast and incredible" God "
The voice of the man in white could not help shaking slightly.
Normally, the "God" of ordinary people is almost the same as the "light spot". Maybe the "God" of the warrior is a little bit bigger.
But even if it is a great master's "God", it is no more than a fireball.
But just now, the man in white felt the "God" in the forbidden area of the back mountain, which is comparable to the deep void, embracing everything.
...
at the same time.
Back mountain forbidden area.
is running Joyoung's magic, Su Qin, quietly opening his eyes.
"Is someone peeping at me?"
Su Qin raised his eyebrows.
When he was just practicing, he felt a glimpse.
Can not be said to be peeping, just like a mole ant across a long distance accidentally looked at you.
If he had not entered the realm of "Luohan", Su Qin might not have noticed it. After all, this peeping is too insignificant. But after he proved that "Luohan" is a fruit, Su Qin's control over himself and the outside world has reached an extreme.
So it's easy to lock this silk peep.
"Interesting."
Su Qin got up and took a step.
In a flash.
Su Qin left the forbidden area of Houshan and came to a corner of Shaolin Temple.
In front of Su Qin, it was the man in white who was kneeling on his knees and shaking all over.
"Is it the descendant of this generation?"
Su Qin only looked at it and knew the cause and effect.
Although Su Qin has never been out of Shaolin Temple several times, he has heard of the story of "the descendant of flying dagger".
Shaolin Temple has been in operation for thousands of years. Many monks who have been born have dealt with the descendants of a certain generation of Feidao. After returning to Shaolin Temple, they recorded it in an ancient book and then put it in the Sutra Pavilion.
Su Qin had been in Shaolin temple for more than 20 years, and he often saw these in the Sutra Pavilion.
According to the records of the monks born in the past dynasties, the unique skill of flying dagger, which is controlled by the descendants of flying dagger, is a pure spiritual secret skill.
It is similar to the Dharma of the division of demonic thoughts and parasitic Dharma or the Dharma of the inner cultivation of demons.
"Shenyuan collapses, even if it survives, it's useless."
Su Qin thought ups and downs, heart judgment.
At this moment, he has roughly understood why the man in white has come to such an end. He just wants to peep at his "God" with his unique skill of Throwing Knife;.
But unfortunately.
Su Qin's "God" has long been condensed into a divine idea, and with the proof of "Luohan" fruit, I don't know how many times.
plus, when Su Qin was running Joyoung magic in the forbidden mountains, Joyoung's power was diffuse and reflected on God. How could it be that a white man could peep at it?
"Yes, I've seen the venerable arhat..."
the man in white saw Su Qin, who appeared out of thin air, and felt the same breath from the other side as the forbidden area in the back mountain. His voice was bitter.
At this moment, he didn't know that there was a arhat in Shaolin Temple?
If he had known this before, no matter how confident and arrogant the man in white was, he would not have wanted to peep at the God of arhat.
"It's a pity."
Su Qin looked at the man in white and shook his head slightly.
He didn't mean to help each other. The man in white came to such an end. He was completely to blame and could not blame , the collapse of Shenyuan made Su Qin unable to save even if he wanted to.
thought of this. Su Qin turned away and went back to the forbidden mountains to comprehend Joyoung's magic.
Soon after.
A man in white was found in Shaolin Temple.
Abbot Huiwen recognized that the man in white was the descendant of this generation.
"Abbot, I have disturbed the venerable of your temple. I deserve to die. I hope the abbot will take me in. I am willing to be with the Green Lantern Buddha all my life."
The man in white looked down and said in a deep voice.
Before he came to Shaolin Temple, the man in white had been pursuing the limit of martial arts. However, after entering Shaolin Temple and barely peeping at the tip of the iceberg in the forbidden area of the back mountain, he realized the greatness of heaven and earth.
No matter how he investigates the limit of martial arts, what can he do? Compared with the one in Houshan, it is still a drop in the ocean, far away.
The body's backfire, coupled with the collapse of the spirit, makes the man in white frustrated, and gives rise to the idea of escaping into the void, which leads to the idea of surviving.
"Benefactor, you have to think clearly..."
Abbot Huiwen and some of the premier who came to the courtyard looked at each other and said slowly.
Although the man in white is basically useless at the moment, he is the descendant of this generation. No matter his eyesight or insight, I don't know how many people surpass ordinary martial arts.
If the man in white really worships Shaolin Temple, it will benefit the accumulation of Shaolin Temple.
"Abbot, I've thought it out."
The man in white sighed in his heart and said firmly.
"In that case, I will shave you myself."
Huiwen put his hands together, recited a Buddhist name, and said.
Time goes by, time goes by.
In addition to signing in every day, Su Qin constantly practiced enlightenment.
After knowing that there are still martial arts myths in the endless ocean beyond the mainland, Su Qin's desire for strength surged out again.
"Whether it's arhat or Wulin mythology, if you want to continue to grow stronger and step into a more incredible field, you need not only to cultivate yourself, but also to understand the world!"
Su Qin sat on his knees and his eyes became brighter.
During this period of time, through his own efforts, as well as constantly taking the glass elixir, Su Qin's cultivation in the realm of Luohan was quite smooth.
Chapter 69
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
"It's a pity."
"The cultivation in the realm of Luohan is totally different from the nine grades of martial arts."
"For such a long time, I haven't touched the bottleneck of double sky."
Su Qin sat on his knees, feeling the difficulty of cultivation.
"But I feel fast, as long as you take dozens of glass gold pills, you can almost step into the double heaven."
Su Qin guessed.
Liuli Jindan can not only provide huge efficacy for Suqin to absorb all the time, but also make Suqin in a state of "Epiphany" all the time, so that he can better understand Heaven and earth and control the place of heaven and earth.
"I need one or two months to digest a glass elixir. If I have dozens of them, it will take me about 100 months? Less than ten years? "
Su Qin silently calculated again, in the heart is more satisfied.
It's not too fast or too slow to step into the realm of double heaven arhat in ten years.
If you let the ancient Arhats of Shaolin Temple, or those martial arts myths outside, know what Su Qin is thinking at this moment, I'm afraid he will vomit blood.
You know, whether it's arhat or Wulin mythology, if you want to go from one heaven to two Heaven, if you don't have other opportunities, it will take at least hundreds of years or even hundreds of years to simply rely on your own hard work.
Many Wulin myths still revolve in a heavy day until the end of the five hundred year old.
But what about Su Qin?
Ten years a heavy day, even think "unhappy"?
Next, Su Qin returned to his usual life.
Check in, practice, check in, practice and so on.
Perhaps for some people, this kind of life is extremely boring, even lonely and maddening.
But in Su Qin's heart, he enjoyed it very much.
All things in the world,
power?
Beauty?
Wealth?
It's just a thing of the past.
What is more comfortable than feeling stronger every day?
When Su Qin was addicted to sign in practice.
Shaolin temple also returned to calm. After the news of the fall of the demon lord spread, many people in the Wulin wanted to visit Su Qin.
But these were rejected by Abbot Huiwen one by one.
Su Qin has long told Abbot Huiwen not to disturb him if there is nothing to do with the survival of Shaolin Temple.
Time goes by.
In the twinkling of an eye, it's time for Shaolin Temple to recruit disciples.
Shaolin Temple, as a major part of martial arts in the world, needs to maintain the number of disciples at a certain point every year in order to continue the inheritance.
Neither too much nor too little.
After all, whether it's Bodhi hall or other institutes, the annual supply of pills or martial arts resources is limited.
If there are more disciples, the more they are scattered over each of them. In this way, some talents may be buried.
But not too little.
If it's less, in case something happens in the future, it may lead to failure.
For any school of martial arts and Taoism, it is a very terrible consequence to lose touch with each other.
In history, many martial arts such as Shaolin Temple disappeared in the past because of the lack of time.
Dharma hall.
Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the court gathered here.
In addition to them, there was a child about the age of a teenager.
The child's body exudes a special breath, as if some kind of Zen chant, very miraculous.
Of course, ordinary people can't detect this special flavor. Only those who are in the upper three realms of martial arts, whose flesh has begun to carry the vitality of heaven and earth, can vaguely feel it.
"This son is predestined relationship with the Buddha..."
the head of Dharma hall observed the child carefully, and his eyes were full of wonder.
This child has never come into contact with any Buddhist practice, and he can show such a Buddhist vision. It's hard for him to achieve one for hundreds of years.
"Not bad."
"I just saw it, and I couldn't believe it."
The head of the commandment hall nodded and looked at the child again: "with his talent, as long as he doesn't die in the middle of the journey, his future achievements will not be lower than that of a great master."
That's what I said.
None of the other heads of the court refuted.
Even Abbot Huiwen was silent. He obviously agreed with this sentence.
The head of the commandment house has a high opinion.
When a child is just over ten years old, he decides that his future achievement will not be lower than that of a great master?
What does this stand for?
It represents a terrifying place with high potential.
Although Abbot Huiwen is a great master at the moment, and his talent is good, no matter how confident Abbot Huiwen is, he can't say that he will be a great master at the age of arts training, want to enter a product, martial arts qualification is on the one hand, but the opportunity after tomorrow, mind polishing, as well as luck, is also crucial.
But now.
Several headmen and Abbot Huiwen decided that the other side could enter the first class just by virtue of the children's aptitude.
From this, we can imagine how high the child's status in the heart of the Abbot's head is.
"You go down first."
When Abbot Huiwen saw that the child's face was a little pale, he immediately realized that he was scared and asked his disciples to take him down to have a rest.
"All right."
"Say it."
"What do you think of him?"
Huiwen Abbot's eyes turned and looked at the heads of other courtyards.
Several headmen looked at each other. At last, the head of the martial monks' Academy coughed softly: "abbot, although there are many disciples in our martial monks' Academy, there are few who can make weapons. It's better for us to accept them..."
"nonsense!"
Before speaking, the head of the monastery was interrupted by the head of the Monastery: "almost half of the disciples who come to our monastery come to your monastery every year. By contrast, our monastery is really miserable..."
the head of the monastery said that, after a pause, he looked at Abbot Huiwen and said tentatively, "however, if we take it from our monastery..."
"my commandment yard is the most important one There is also a shortage of people recently...
...
Abbot Huiwen was a little embarrassed when he saw the competing heads of the hospital.
"Stop it all."
Huiwen Abbot waved his hand.
"You are not qualified to accept the child..."
Abbot Huiwen glanced at the people and finally added: "I don't have any."
That's what I said.
The heads of the court were immediately puzzled.
If they are not qualified, then who is qualified?
Only the head of the Dharma hall thought deeply and asked carefully, "abbot, you mean, please accept it..."
"that's good."
Huiwen Abbot nodded slightly.
Hearing this, the other heads of the hospital were slightly surprised, but they thought it was very reasonable.
With that child's talent, even if they are really under the income gate, they don't know how to guide them.
...
the next day.
Abbot Huiwen took the child step by step to the forbidden area in the back mountain.
"Abbot, where are we going?"
The child blinked, puzzled.
"Where to?"
Huiwen Abbot stopped and was silent for a while. His eyes were filled with inexplicable awe.
"I'll take you to see...
" the real Buddha! "
Chapter 70
Name：Sign In Buddha's Palm Author：Back To The Beginning
+ - Turn off Reset
"The real Buddha..."
the child nodded, not daring to speak.
I don't know why, the child vaguely felt the reverence of the abbot and the supreme being he was about to see.
"Don't speak loudly when you go in later. You must be in awe and don't show any emotion..."
Abbot Huiwen reminds the children.
According to Abbot Huiwen, children are only in their teens after all. If they lose their square feet in front of the venerable, who can bear to blame them?
The child was very sensible and kept in mind what the abbot said.
Soon.
Huiwen Abbot came to the forbidden area of Houshan.
"Disciple Huiwen wants to see the venerable."
Huiwen bowed to abbot and said in a loud voice.
A moment later.
A quiet voice rang in Abbot Huiwen's ear.
"Come in."
Hearing that Abbot's spirit was shocked, Hui immediately took the children behind him and walked into the forbidden area of Houshan.
The forbidden area is in Foshan.
Su Qin sat on his knees, opened his eyes and looked at Abbot Huiwen.
"You want me to take him as an apprentice?"
Su Qin's eyes turned slightly and looked at the boy with his head down. He did not dare to look up at his child.
There was no need for Abbot Huiwen to say more. Su Qin knew the purpose of Abbot Huiwen's coming.
"Exactly."
Abbot Huiwen immediately said: "this child's qualification is rare for hundreds of years. He is predestined with Buddha. If he is accepted by me and several headmen, his qualification will be wasted..."
"his qualification is really good."
"Born with a Buddhist heart."
In Su Qin's eyes, there was an inexplicable whirlpool, as if he could see through all the Qi of heaven and earth.
It is the eye of truth.
Since stepping into the realm of arhat, the eye of truth seems to have changed a lot, and its grasp of Qi has become more subtle.
Under the observation of these supernatural powers, all the children's life for Su Qin was like watching the pattern with the palm of his hand.
"Buddha's heart?"
Huiwen Abbot's pupils shrink.
In Buddhism, the Buddha's heart is an ethereal but real thing.
Buddhists with Buddhist heart, no matter in the cultivation of Buddhism skills, or in the comprehension of Buddhist scriptures, are all like heaven's help, a thousand miles a day.
In the thousands of years since the opening of Shaolin Temple, only ten disciples with Buddhist heart have appeared.
The final achievements of these ten Buddhists are at least top-notch, and even three of them are perfect.
Abbot Huiwen thought that children's aptitude was terrible, but he didn't expect that they had a Buddhist heart.
We should know that the owners of Buddha's heart are at least top-notch great masters, not the great masters guessed by Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the court.
Although the two great masters belong to the same realm, the gap in combat power is like a natural moat.
"Does he have a legal name?"
Su Qin asked casually.
Hearing this, abbot Hui immediately put down his shock and said, "this child has no father or mother, and his life experience is miserable, so I call him" xuanku. "
"Dark bitterness?"
Su Qin smiles.
"I know about it."
"You go out. I'll think about it for a while."
Su Qin slowly closed his eyes and said softly.
"Yes."
Huiwen Abbot bowed again and left the forbidden area with xuanku respectfully.
Until Abbot Huiwen left completely.
Su qincai sighed.
"It's a pity."
"It's an incomplete Buddhist heart."
Su Qin shook his head slightly and said slowly.
As early as the first time, Su Qin realized that xuanku's Buddhist heart was incomplete.
If it is a complete Buddhist heart, extremely perfect, and the whole body is strange and introverted, it is impossible for Abbot Huiwen and other headmen to see anything strange.
The real owner of Buddha's heart can't be found unless it is the highest product that condenses the divine thoughts, or it is the arhat and the Wulin myth.
Only when the owner of Buddha's heart has accumulated a lot and soared to the sky, will he be known by the world.
Of course.
Su Qin had little interest in the owner of Buddhist heart.
Not to mention that the Buddha's heart possessed by xuanku is incomplete, what can a complete Buddha's heart do?
Looking at the ten Buddhist heart owners who have appeared in Shaolin temple for thousands of years, the one with the highest achievement is just a great accomplishment.
Perhaps in the early cultivation, even in the first grade realm, the owner of Buddha's heart is as fast as he can imagine.
However, if you want to take the last step to prove the "arhat" position, you can't rely on the Buddha's heart when Yipin great consummation is about to capture the wisp of Qi between heaven and earth, the Buddhist heart will delay.
This is also the reason why none of the ten Buddhist heart owners in history has been granted the title of "Luohan".
It is also the heart of Buddha.
It's the heart of Buddha to lose.
Next, Su Qin was immersed in cultivation again.
"the Joyoung magic, which was signed in the last time, has brought nine kinds of strength to the sun.
Su Qin raised his right hand, and the nine kinds of Yang's strength, which were extracted by Joyoung's magic power, were continuously entangled in nine fingers.
At this moment, if Su Qin doesn't pay attention and release the nine breath, I'm afraid the whole Shaolin Temple will be burned to ashes.
"if I can sign in to get another authentic line with Joyoung's magic, the nine Yin manual classics."
"then merge the nine kinds of Joyoung's magic power to Yang's strength, and the nine Yin Yin forces of the nine Yin manual meridian.
"If Yin and Yang coexist, will it greatly enhance the physical body again?"
Su Qin's mind fluctuates.
As early as more than ten years ago, Su Qin had a good taste in the two skills of Vajra not damaging the body and Taiyin refining.
At that time, the combination of yin and Yang directly promoted Su Qin's body to another level.
Besides that.
Su Qin's longevity was doubled.
It's incredible.
At this moment, Su Qin felt the nine kinds of extreme Yang power far beyond Vajra's immortality, and thought quickly in his heart.
Su Qin knew very well in his heart that it was a great risk to forge the body with the force of yin and Yang. Although Yin and Yang were mutually reinforcing, they were also mutually restraining.
If there is no real eye in which to observe and grasp the ultimate micro, the possibility of Su Qin's explosive body may be far greater than that of the quenched body.
This is also the reason why the great masters in the world can only choose the two paths of Taiyin Wuji or Taiyang Wuji to transform their bodies.
And it's because they don't want Yin and Yang, but they don't dare.
"the nine Yin manual Jing..."
Su Qin's thoughts fluctuate, finally sighs.
the nine Yin manual is not a miracle of Shaolin Temple, and today, the town's magic tower is exhausted, and it can't continue to sign in. Su Qin doesn't think he can sign the real scriptures in the Shaolin Temple with the Joyoung's magic.
"That's right."
"It has been a long time since we stepped into the realm of arhat, and the realm has been completely stabilized. Now we can understand the true hand of the Tathagata."
Su Qin felt the Buddha's golden body in his eyebrow.