Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

Chapter 11 Vibration

soon.

Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the academy came to the outside of Shaolin Temple in a mighty manner, wanting to personally confirm whether the descendant of the Demon Buddha is really dead.

It's not that Abbot Huiwen doesn't believe in his disciples, but that this fact is too incredible.

There are many ways to descend from the Demon Buddha, and even master the legendary ‘death-replacement technique’. Even the ancestor of Shaolin Temple who secretly shot the suspected first rank Grand Great Master just now failed to kill the descendants of the Demon Buddha in the first time...

In this case, how could it be possible to die?

Just when Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the courtyard were surprised and suspicious, they had already arrived outside the Shaolin Temple and saw the true nature of kneeling on the ground.

"Really that villain?"

The head of the Arhat Academy was dumbfounded.

With the eyes of the head of the Arhat Academy, it was natural to see that even though his trueness was kneeling there at the moment, it seemed that he did not have any injuries, but in fact his breath had been completely cut off.

The dead can't die again.

"Really dead?"

Abbot Huiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel a mountain on his shoulders come down.

If the descendant of the Demon Buddha does not die, sooner or later there will be a comeback.

But now, since the other party is dead, the crisis of Shaolin Temple is naturally solved.

For at least this century, Shaolin Temple can develop with peace of mind, without worrying about the so-called descendants of the Demon Buddha.

"Such a strong punch!"

The pupils of the head of the monk academy suddenly shrank, and he felt the aura from the descendant of the Demon Buddha, his expression in shock.

As a Practitioner in the upper three realms, the head of the monastery certainly saw the cause of death of the descendants of the Demon Buddha.

"One punch is deadly, what a terrifying Fist Technique!"

The head of the Discipline Academy felt it carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim.

The fatal wound of the descendant of the Demon Buddha was the faint fist mark on his chest.

This fist seal, with an extremely domineering posture, destroyed the spirit and energy and internal organs of the descendants of the Demon Buddha without any suspense.

"This is Luohan Quan?"

The head of the Arhat Academy seemed to have discovered something, and his expression was shocked.

He never dreamed that the descendant of the Demon Buddha would have died on top of one of the most basic Fist Techniques in the Arhat Academy.

"what?"

"Arhat Boxing?"

The expressions of the other heads changed.

"It is indeed Arhat Boxing..."

Abbot Huiwen sighed and continued: "It seems that it is really the hand of the ancestor of the sacred monk of Shaolin Temple..."

When the news of the death of the demon Buddha's descendant was just heard, Abbot Huiwen had this guess.

It's just not certain at the time.

Because in the eyes of Abbot Huiwen, even if there are ancestors at the sacred monk level in Shaolin Temple, they must be close to their lifespan, and their vitality and blood are declining. It is already the limit to repel the descendants of the Demon Buddha.

Otherwise, why didn't the ancestor of the holy monk take the initiative to kill the descendants of the Demon Buddha at the first time, but instead take the shot at the last moment?

but now......

Abbot Huiwen couldn't figure it out.

The disciples of the same generation and Abbot Huiwen knew each other, and it was impossible for anyone to enter the first rank.

As for the ancestors, the scope is very wide, even if Huiwen, as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, couldn't think of it for a while.

"Senior?"

"Yes, it must be the ancestor of the holy monk, otherwise who can kill the descendants of the Demon Buddha."

"Blessed by the Buddha, I didn't expect that there will be saint monks sitting in the Shaolin Temple."

The heads of the academy looked excited and started talking in a low voice.

At this moment, Shaolin Temple not only walked out of the shadow of the descendants of the Demon Buddha, but also had an ancestor of the holy monk sitting in town.

How did this make the heads of the hospital unhappy?

If you let these exhilarating heads know, in their eyes, the mysterious and unpredictable master of killing the descendants of the Demon Buddha and solving the century-old troubles of Shaolin Temple is just an inconspicuous man in the handyman’s house. The sweeping monk, I am afraid that the shocked eyes fell off.

...

Just when the Demon Buddha passed away and died, the magical thoughts dissipated.

Far behind the mountain of Shaolin Temple, an extremely dark shadow suddenly opened his eyes.

"interesting."

"This time the magical thoughts dissipated so quickly?"

"It shouldn't be? For 900 years, the foundation of Shaolin Temple has become worse every day, and this generation does not even have the first rank."

The demon murmured to himself.

"Or, something else happened?"

While talking, Mo Ying got up and wanted to leave this place.

However.

The next moment.

The First Stage was filled with heavy and coercive golden seals, and instantly enveloped the demon shadow.

Where the golden seal touched the demon shadow, a large amount of black demon energy evaporated and quickly disappeared.

"Damn it."

"It's this seal again!"

"Nine hundred years, how long will you suppress me?!"

The Demon Shadow burned with anger, but slowly returned to the original place.

"Soon."

"I can feel that the power of the seal is declining."

"When I get weaker, I will be able to break the seal. At that time, I will let Shaolin Temple blood flow into a river!!"

As soon as the Demon Shadow's words fell, his body merged into the void and disappeared completely.

...

After the succession of the Demon Buddha, many disciples of Shaolin Temple clearly felt a sense of urgency in their hearts, and even the heads of the courtyard began to try whether they could go further and enter the second rank.

certainly.

This does not include Su Qin.

Su Qin still sweeps the floor slowly every day, as if everything happening outside has nothing to do with him.

On this day, the head of the yard called Su Qin over.

Ten years have passed, the head of the handyman’s house has grown a lot older, and there have been many wrinkles on his face.

Martial Dao, even the first rank Practitioner, can't achieve permanent youth, at best it can only slow down the speed of aging.

"True View, how long have you been in Shaolin Temple?"

The Chief of the Handyman's House put down what he was busy with and asked suddenly.

"how long?"

Su Qin paused, and continued: "Ten years."

"Yes, it's been ten years." The head of the Handyman Yard was full of emotion.

"Ten years have passed in a flash..."

Su Qin listened to the words of the head of the handyman's hospital, but did not speak.

"I have been a sweeping monk for ten years, do I have grievances in my heart?" the head of the handyman's house asked.

"resentment?"

Su Qin was taken aback for a moment.

He is too late to be happy, how could there be grievances?

"Never before."

Su Qin said truthfully.

"No arrogance, no rashness, no humiliation." The head of the handyman's house stared at Su Qin for a while, and finally a trace of ridicule appeared on his face.

In fact, if Su Qin was a fifty or sixty-year-old man, he would not be surprised if he could do this.

But Su Qin is not.

Ten to twenty years old, the most precious ten years of life, spent on sweeping the floor, doing nothing, how can there be no unwillingness in my heart?

What's more, in the world like the Shaolin Temple, Martial Dao, the Secret Technique is close at hand, but he can only sweep the floor...

This gap is enough to make people crazy.

But Su Qin didn't, at least the head of the handyman hospital could not see that Su Qin had any dissatisfaction.

Based on this alone, Su Qin is enough to surpass the so-called geniuses in the Arhat Academy and the Monk Academy.

Even among the heads of the hospital, there are people who are inferior to Su Qin in mood.

"The head of the hospital should be wrong."

"I'm just a sweeping monk, I don't understand if I am not in a state of mind."

Su Qin said immediately.

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