Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

Outside Shaolin Temple.

Moon stars are rare.

Su Qin chose to leave Shaolin Temple in the early morning to avoid missing the daily check-in opportunity.

As long as Su Qin can come back by tomorrow night, there will be no loss.

"I don't know what happened to my little sister for fifteen years?"

Before Su Qin's eyes, he seemed to see the slug who was always following him again.

The younger sister is named Su Yueyun, seven years younger than Su Qin.

Su Yueyun was only three years old when Su Qin first visited Shaolin Temple. Now 15 years later, Su Yueyun is already eighteen years old.

A woman in this world will marry at the age of 16, and Su Yueyun is already considered "older age" until she is 18 years old.

"This time I return to Su's house, I only need to take a long look, there is no need to recognize each other."

Su Qin thought silently in his heart.

He has been away from the Su family for fifteen years and has long been accustomed to the life of being alone.

"However, before I go back, there is something to be resolved."

Su Qin suddenly stopped and looked up in a certain direction.

Fifteen years ago, a major enemy of the Su family came to kill. At that time, in order to preserve the blood of the Su family, all the disciples of the Su family were scattered around.

It is precisely because of this that Su Qin was sent to Shaolin Temple.

Only by worshipping the Shaolin Temple and taking advantage of the shelter of the Shaolin Temple can Su Qin be safe.

Later, although the Su family used some means to force the enemy back and recover, the enemy was still alive.

Over the years, Su Qin has been busy signing the Ascension strength, plus everything in the Su family is well, so he ignored the enemy.

Now, I took advantage of this opportunity to completely resolve the enemy.

"According to the letters sent by the Su family over the years, the enemy's name is'Yan Huo', he is a disciple of the Demon Sect, and he has recently become the protector of the Demon Sect's generation."

Su Qin thought quickly in his heart.

Because of this matter, the Patriarch of the Su family was still quite worried in his letter, worrying that this great enemy would be swept back by the magic power.

"The magic door?"

Su Qin's eyes flashed with coldness.

...

Yongzhou.

The Tang Dynasty occupies a total of 18 states, of which Yongzhou is the site of the Demon Gate, where the master rudder of the Demon Gate is located.

Righteous demon fights in Tang Dynasty, but since the last demon door Sect Leader closed the door to death, the battle between the demon door and the right way has been at a disadvantage.

Decades ago, the Demon Gate still occupied the land of the three states.

But now, as the right path continues to squeeze, only Yongzhou is left in the magic gate.

However, Tang Guo just closed one eye for the fight between the Righteous and Demons, without any mediation.

Regardless of whether it is the right way or the magic door, in the eyes of Tang Guo, they are all rebellious officials and thieves who do not listen to the announcement.

Even the two gangs of Zheng Mo Dao fought several times, and Tang Guo was instigating the flames in it.

And at the moment.

At the foot of Wunan Mountain in Yongzhou.

A little boy wearing a thick cotton coat looked up at the snow in the sky with excitement.

"Grandpa, the snow is really heavy..."

The little boy rubbed the snowball and looked at an old man next to him.

"Yes."

"Such snow has not appeared in decades."

The old man looked emotional, as if he was caught in some memories.

At this moment, a gentle voice came:

"Is this Wunan Mountain?"

I saw a young monk wearing a gray monk robe looking at the pair of grandparents with a smile.

This young monk is naturally Su Qin.

Shaolin Temple is thousands of miles away from Yongzhou. It takes at least a few months or even a year for ordinary people to cross such a long distance.

Even if it is a Practitioner, it takes nearly a month.

But for Su Qin, it only took a few hours to get from Shaolin Temple to Yongzhou.

This was because Suqin stopped occasionally on Suqin Road to see if there was any place nearby that could sign in, which wasted some time.

Otherwise, the speed of Su Qin's arrival in Yongzhou will only be faster.

"Yes."

"It's in front."

The little boy looked up at Su Qin, only feeling a little strange, but he still nodded and said, "There is a lot of miasma in Wunan Mountain."

"and also......"

When the little boy said this, he carefully glanced around, lowered his voice and said, "Grandpa told me that there are gods in Wunan Mountain. If there is nothing wrong with you, don't go near..."

"immortal?"

Su Qin was taken aback for a moment.

But he reacted quickly, and the "fairy" in the little boy's mouth was probably the magic door Practitioner.

Located in the depths of Wunan Mountain is the main altar of the Demon Gate, and the Demon Gate Practitioner often enters and exits.

And for ordinary people like little boys, those Practitioners who go up and down are no different from ‘fairies’.

"There will be heavy snow today, go back early."

Su Qin glanced at the pair of grandsons and walked towards Wu Nan Mountain without rush.

"Heavy snow?"

"You are not a god, how could you know that there is heavy snow today?"

The little boy whispered.

Although it is still snowing, it has obviously become smaller, and it should stop in the daytime.

How could it be heavy snow?

"grandfather."

"Are you OK?"

"Why keep silent?"

At this moment, the little boy suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the old man next to him.

"do not speak!"

The old man's face was as pale as paper, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"Grandpa, are you okay." The little boy realized that something was wrong and hurried to the old man.

"You..."

The old man gave a wry smile and glared at the little boy fiercely: "Do you know that our father and I have already walked through the ghost gate?"

"what?"

"gate of hell?"

The little boy was puzzled: "Grandpa, did you mean the person just now?"

Hearing this, the old man's expression changed again, and he glanced in the direction Su Qin had left, and there was a flash of fear in his expression: "Don't you see that there is something weird?"

"strangeness?"

The little boy blinked.

The old man sighed, raised his leg and stepped on the snow, then looked at the little boy: "What is this?"

"Footprints?"

The little boy took it for granted.

"Why are there footprints?" the old man asked.

The little boy rolled his eyes: "Grandpa, do you think I'm stupid? Now it's snowing, and the ground is all snow. If you step on it, of course there will be footprints..."

"But you can see if there are any footprints on the way the man came just now." The old man took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice.

The little boy frowned and turned to look.

"what?"

The little boy's face changed.

Because what he looked at was vast and boundless.

"No... no footprints..."

The little boy's face turned pale suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost.

You know, this year's snow is very heavy. As early as a few days ago, the snow on the ground was several feet thick. If ordinary people walked on it, they would definitely leave thick footprints.

But now, the little boy did not find half of the footprint.

"One more thing."

The old man calmed down and continued: "Did you see the slightest snow on that person?"

The words came out.

The little boy trembled directly.

really.

He felt a little strange when he saw Su Qin for the first time.

But the little boy didn't think much at the time.

But at this moment the old man reminded that the little boy finally realized that no matter it was him or the old man, a lot of snowflakes were scattered on his body.

This is no way.

It is snowing, and they are not in the house, how can they not get some snow?

But the young monk just now was different.

On his body,

Clean and tidy,

No dust.

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