I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

At noon, the Sutra Pavilion.

"System, sign in at the Scripture Library."

[Ding, the sign-in is successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Great Return Pill". 】

This morning, Su Cheng signed in again and found that instead of rewarding herself with a cheat book, she was rewarded with a elixir.

But after checking the introduction, Su Cheng thinks this reward is not bad!

[Da Huan Dan: Consumables, not exchangeable. The magic pill of Shaolin Temple has the effect of curing all internal and external injuries and increasing power. If it is used to increase skill, it can increase the cultivation of internal force for thirty years. 】

"Good medicine!"

This Great Returning Pill is hundreds of times stronger than the Qi Refining Pill, but unfortunately it cannot be exchanged, it can only be obtained randomly by signing in.

But that's not bad either.

I am about to break through the third level of innateness, and I just need pills to assist me.

Moreover, for martial arts cheats, Su Cheng is not so urgently needed now. In the past month or so, the system has distributed a bunch of cheats to me, from advanced to low-level, and I have practiced enough.

Unless it is a magical skill like "King Kong Indestructible Magical Skill", Su Cheng doesn't need to practice those low-level martial arts for the time being.

Su Cheng operated the exercises and swallowed the Da Huan Dan, and suddenly, a surging and majestic internal force gushed out from the body. It made him feel warm all over, as if soaking in a hot spring, extremely comfortable.

He adjusted his breath carefully, and gradually transformed the medicinal power of the Great Return Pill into true qi. After thirty years of cultivation, his inner strength gradually turned into true qi and was consumed.

After refining the power of the medicine, Su Cheng felt that his skill had increased immediately. Although the increase was not much, he was already at the peak of the innate third level. The whole body exudes a faint golden light.

broke through...

Congenital quadruple!

Su Cheng suddenly felt a little happy. It has been several months since I was trapped in the third level of innateness, and today I finally broke through.

After entering the fourth level of congenital, he felt that his strength had suddenly increased again, especially with the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill, which had reached the seventh level, which made him energetic and powerful.

In fact, his cultivation speed could have been faster. If he hadn't cultivated both body and spirit, but simply refined qi or body, now, under the influence of the pure yang body, he would have been able to reach the realm of the ninth level of congenital.

However, realm is not a sign that determines everything. Although Su Cheng only has the fourth level of congenital at present, but with the combination of body and spirit, combined with the indestructible magic of Vajra, Su Cheng is even confident that he can defeat the warriors of the ninth level of congenital!

Under such circumstances, why is it necessary to specifically seek speed?

After all, haste makes waste. If it is pure pursuit of speed, it may encounter bottlenecks in the future when it breaks through innateness, and will instead fall into a predicament, or even become obsessed.

So this is also the best way to cultivate steadily. Su Cheng even felt that this was too fast. After all, it was said that breaking through the innate realm at his age would already be called a "genius".

Therefore, in order to prevent becoming obsessed, he would read scriptures and accumulate merits in his spare time, so as to prevent the birth of demons from entering the country too quickly.

After a while, Su Cheng started to read the scriptures. After reading the scriptures, she felt a little sleepy and wanted to take a nap, but at this moment...

"Someone is here again? It seems that the Sutra Pavilion is not very clean these days."

He raised his head slightly, but this time the visitor was not a trespasser like the Fajie a few days ago. After all, no one would pick noon to steal books. Moreover, the comer has heavy steps and is not a cultivator.

After a while.

"Boom boom boom"

There was a knock on the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

Su Cheng stood up and opened the door. Immediately afterwards, a young monk about fourteen years old appeared in front of her eyes.

This little monk...

"You are……"

"It's Senior Brother Fazang! Amitabha,

Disciple... No, the name of the younger brother is Fazhen. I don't know if my brother still remembers me? "The little monk said to Su Cheng respectfully.

"Fazhen... so your name is Fazhen, of course I remember you. Why did you come to the Sutra Pavilion?"

Seeing this little monk, Su Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then remembered.

It turned out that this little monk was the handyman monk who I "saved" a year ago in order to enter the Yaowangyuan to sign in.

Of course, it wasn't actually saved. More precisely, by using...

"Amitabha. The younger brother came here this time to express his gratitude to the older brother. The younger brother dare not forget the life-saving grace..."

"thank?"

Su Cheng was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect this little handyman monk to come to thank him. Besides, it has been more than a year before you come?

"Yes."

Fazhen said dully: "It's like this. Originally, after I was rescued by my senior brother a year ago, I asked Master Xuanjing about my senior brother. It's just because the Buddhist scripture pavilion where my senior brother is located is an important place, and ordinary disciples can't get close to it. , I didn’t apply until I was promoted to Arhat Hall.”

"It turned out to be like this..."

Su Cheng understood.

The Sutra Pavilion is an important place of Shaolin Temple, although ordinary disciples may not have any idea, they only think it is the library of Shaolin Temple. But in fact, not everyone can come to the Sutra Pavilion.

Generally speaking, only the disciples of Arhat Hall and Bodhidharma Academy are eligible to apply to the chief seat once a month for the opportunity to borrow scriptures.

But in fact, this opportunity is often forgotten. Because Luohan Hall and Dharma Academy themselves have most of the martial arts of Shaolin Temple, and they also have the first instructor. The sixth floor and above of the Sutra Pavilion are not open to the public, even Abbot Xuanci cannot easily learn the martial arts sealed in the box.

As for the Buddhist scriptures, Zhengdaoyuan also has all Buddhist scriptures in its collection. The Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion are precious at best, and they are easily damaged.

That's why there are usually not many people coming to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. After all, the application itself is quite troublesome, among other things. Without a suitable reason, the head seat will not agree.

"So, you came here this time not to borrow scriptures, but to thank me?" Su Cheng couldn't help asking.

"Yes."

As Fazhen said, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "Fazhen thank you brother for saving your life before, great kindness and great virtue, I dare not forget each other..."

"..."

Su Cheng could not help but blush a little after receiving this obeisance. After all, only he knows what this "life-saving grace" is about...

"Get up, junior brother doesn't need to be like this. It's a young monk, congratulations to junior brother for being so talented that he was able to be promoted to Arhat Hall." Su Cheng gently helped Fazhen up.

"Uh, this...Actually, I don't know why. Since the day I was rescued by my senior brother, I feel much stronger physically."

"Later, Master Xuanjing said that although my mind was not very flexible, my body was qualified to practice martial arts, so he taught me Shaolin Neigong. I thought that the Miscellaneous Service Academy was also very good, but the master said that if you enter the Monk Academy, you will have the opportunity to practice martial arts. I saw you, senior brother, so I practiced hard for a year and passed the test of Luohan Hall."