Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Abbot Huiwen's eyes swept away, and he knew the doubts in the hearts of the head of the academy.

"Before I stepped into the first rank, I thought about the same as you, but now." Abbot Huiwen said this, paused, and continued.

"Until now, I didn't realize how great the ancestor of the holy monk in this temple is. Compared with him, I'm afraid I'm not even a frog at the bottom of a well."

Huiwen's face was full of bitterness, showing a trace of awe.

Not to mention the other actions of the holy monk, just a single year ago, the other party rescued Abbot Huiwen from going into flames and going into a demon. This kind of method is difficult for Abbot Huiwen to look up to in his life.

Abbot Huiwen said from his heart that he is also a first-rank grandmaster, but if he is asked to save a martial artist who has gone into trouble, the only way is to reluctantly hang his life at the cost of his own great harm.

As for more, Abbot Huiwen could not do it.

How complicated is the human body, after going into the devil, the muscles in the martial artist's body will be chaotic, and the internal power will run wild. Even a first-grade grandmaster, if a little careless, not only can't save the other party, but may even accelerate the degree of the devil.

But what about the holy monk?

It not only saved Abbot Huiwen's life, but also allowed him to completely recover. This kind of ability to reverse life and death is not an exaggeration.

When the other heads of the academy heard Abbot Huiwen's words, they looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with huge waves.

How could they never have imagined that Abbot Huiwen had such a high evaluation of the holy monk?

Especially the head of the Precepts Academy, at first he thought that Abbot Huiwen was being modest, but after listening for a long time, he found that Abbot Huiwen was saying these words with sincerity.

"What are you doing with a sad face?"

"It should be a good thing to have such an ancestor in my Shaolin Temple?!"

When the head of the Bodhi Academy saw the expressions of the heads of the academies, he snorted coldly.

Immediately.

The other hospital leaders suddenly woke up.

yes.

Even if what Abbot Huiwen said is true, the strength of that holy monk is unpredictable, but for Shaolin Temple, isn't this a great thing?

Thinking of this, the faces of the heads of the academies once again rose with excitement.

What all the head of the hospital did not know, including Abbot Huiwen, was that all their conversations fell into the ears of Su Qin who was sweeping the floor not far away.

"Senior saint monk?"

Su Qin could not laugh or cry.

Although he often heard the words 'the ancestor of the holy monk' from other Shaolin Temple disciples, but now, even the Abbot Huiwen refers to him as 'the ancestor', which makes Su Qin feel quite interesting.

Next.

Abbot Huiwen chatted with the heads of the academies for a few words, then separated from each other and returned to each hospital to do their own business.

It is a happy event for Abbot Huiwen to become a first-rank holy monk, but he cannot forget other things because of this.

And Su Qin also returned to the handyman.

As soon as he arrived at the handyman's house, Su Qin saw some disciples gathering together and talking in a low voice.

"Have you heard? The main rudder of the Demon Gate in Yongzhou is said to have been cleaned by an unknown holy monk."

"Many elders of the upper three realms of Demon Sect, and even the Sect Master of Demon Sect, all died and disappeared."

"The huge demon sect collapsed overnight, and countless demon sect disciples rushed to flee for their lives, so miserable."

A teenage little novice spoke quickly, with great shock in his tone.

Su Qin was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

He clearly remembered that he did this a year ago?

Why are people still talking about it?

However, after thinking about it, Su Qin understood.

This life is no different from Su Qin's previous life. Without network transmission, the speed of news dissemination is naturally greatly reduced.

In particular, Yongzhou is thousands of miles away from Shaolin Temple.

Perhaps there is a special "channel" for information about Abbot Huiwen and the head of the academy, and they have known about this a long time ago.

But these little novices obviously do not have such conditions.

Just when Su Qin was thinking.

The disciples started talking again.

"True or false, there are many masters at the helm of the Demon Gate. If it is so easy for people to clean it, how could the Demon Gate exist for so many years?"

"Of course it's true. I tell you, the source is absolutely possible. This is what my cousin who came from Yongzhou said. It's absolutely true!"

The little novice who spoke first patted his chest and assured.

"I don't know who the nameless holy monk who cleans up the rudder of the Demon Sect is. Which ancestor of my Shaolin Temple is. It is a legend to suppress the Demon Sect with one's own power!"

Several disciples looked admiring and whispered.

"Yeah, I hope that one day, I can also have the strength of the nameless holy monk?"

The teenage novice was full of longing.

"Stop dreaming, even if you practice for a thousand years, you can't reach the level of a nameless holy monk."

A disciple next to him rolled his eyes and said.

"That's right, you have the time to dream, it's better to work honestly, maybe you can ask the head of the academy to transfer you to the Monk Academy or the Arhat Academy."

"Okay, you dare to laugh at me!!!"

The teenage novice was suddenly unhappy.

at this time.

Seeing that Su Qin was walking this way, these disciples did not dare to continue chatting, so they dispersed.

For these disciples, Su Qin's 'qualification' is very high, and he can even speak to the head of the academy. Coupled with the age gap, and Su Qin usually does not speak, they are afraid in the bottom of their hearts when they see Su Qin.

Su Qin didn't care about this.

For Su Qin, the 'gossip' that the disciples talked about usually just listened to, and didn't take it to heart at all.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.

In the past three years, as Su Qin continued to purify his inner strength, he almost felt that the transformation of inner strength was coming to an end.

"A little bit."

"It should be today."

Su Qin's thoughts were ups and downs, and at night, he directly sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, ready to complete the transformation of his internal strength here.

The back mountain is the forbidden area of ​​Shaolin Temple. With the seal left by the "Tuo A" Arhat nine hundred years ago, it can be said to be absolutely safe and hidden.

call!

Suck!

Su Qin sat cross-legged, and his internal forces were collapsing endlessly.

hum! !

I saw a cluster of invisible flames burning slowly, constantly purifying internal power.

Time does not know how long has passed.

at one point.

The internal force in Su Qin's body seemed to be purified to a certain qualitative change, and all of it was shrunk in the dantian. Then, a drop appeared completely from the liquid internal force.

Compared with the previous gaseous internal force, the liquid internal force is obviously too much stronger, and there is a faint pressure rising.

This drop of liquid internal force seems to have caused a chain reaction. After that, drop after drop of liquid internal force continued to appear, quickly integrated into every part of Su Qin's body, and kept running between the muscles and veins.

After a few hours.

Su Qin opened his eyes leisurely, the depths of his pupils seemed to be hanging upside down, slowly turning.

At this time, Su Qin's internal strength, spiritual sense, and physical body have all completed the transformation.

Three elements in one, that is, a great perfection!

call!

A breeze blew slowly, with Su Qin as the center, spreading towards all directions.

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