Sign In Buddha’s Palm

"I didn't expect that I would become the sweeper of the Shaolin Temple?"

Su Qin opened his eyes, got up quickly, and walked quickly towards the door.

Su Qin is not from this world, he came from the earth.

Originally, Su Qin was not a disciple of Shaolin Temple either.

The Su family is a local noble family, with countless masters, and the owner of the family is a sixth-grade powerhouse, with a huge radius of a hundred miles.

It is a pity that when Su Qin was ten years old, that is, a few days ago, a great enemy of the Su family came and injured the head of the Su family.

In order to preserve their blood, the Su family had to send their disciples away if they had to, while Su Qin was secretly sent to the Shaolin Temple.

In order to avoid rejection by the Shaolin Temple, the Su family did not reveal the identity of Su Qin, but sent them outside the Shaolin Temple in the name of an orphan.

The Shaolin Temple has a profound background, and even though it has declined in recent years, it is not something that the great enemy of the Su family can deal with.

As long as Su Qin entered the Shaolin Temple, he was basically safe.

In fact, Su Qin did successfully worship the Shaolin Temple, but because he had no martial arts qualifications, he could only be assigned to the Handyman Academy and become a sweeping monk.

Su Qin walked outside the door.

At this moment, there were dozens of little novices in gray monk robes standing outside. Su Qin walked over lightly and stood somewhere behind.

"All right."

"Since you have entered the Shaolin Temple, all the past events will have nothing to do with you anymore."

At this time, a monk with a wide face and big ears said.

"Although the Handyman's House is not as good as the Bodhidharma House and the Warrior Monk House, it is better at being quiet and quiet. As long as you do your daily work well, no one else will disturb you."

The broad-faced and big-eared monk paused for a while, then continued, "Let's all disperse and do today's business."

Dozens of little novices left one after another.

Su Qin took a broom and walked towards the Mahavira Hall of Shaolin Temple.

Although Su Qin is a sweeper, there is more than just Su Qin in Shaolin Temple.

As a major martial arts sect in the world, Shaolin Temple occupies a huge area. If it were all cleaned up by Su Qin, I am afraid that it would not be able to be cleaned once a year.

The place where Su Qin was in charge was near the Daxiong Palace.

Soon, Su Qin came to the front of the Daxiong Hall and looked at the magnificent hall.

As one of the important places of Shaolin Temple, Daxiong Hall is full of majesty in every corner.

Standing outside the Mahavira Hall, Su Qin could vaguely see the golden body of the Buddha enshrined inside.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice resounded in Su Qin's ears.

[Detected that the current location of the host meets the check-in conditions.]

【The system is being activated】

[Activation is successful, the host can sign in today.]

"system?"

"Sign in?"

Su Qin's pupils shrank slightly.

Between the lights and flint, Su Qin's thoughts turned quickly, and he asked tentatively in his heart, "Do you have to be here to sign in?"

[Around the world, as long as there is Dao accumulation left, the host can sign in. 】

[Note: You can only sign in once a day. 】

[The stronger the Taoism, the richer the rewards for signing in. 】

[Duplicate check-in is available in some places. 】

A mechanical, indifferent voice slowly rang in Su Qin's ears.

"Dao Yun?"

Su Qin muttered to himself.

He probably knew what the system meant.

Not every place is eligible for check-in.

For example, the Su family where Su Qin has lived for ten years has no "Dao Yun" as the system calls it, and cannot activate the system.

And the Mahavira Palace.

As an important place for the worship of the Buddha's golden body in Shaolin Temple, there is Taoism, which meets the conditions for system sign-in.

Su Qin's thoughts were up and down, and his expression flashed with joy.

Originally, Su Qin thought that he would die alone as a Shaolin Temple sweeper.

After all, Shaolin Temple is not a place where anyone can go in and out.

Su Qin worshipped the Shaolin Temple as an 'orphan', which was equivalent to 'selling his body' to the Shaolin Temple. If he wanted to return to the secular world, he at least needed the consent of a certain head of the hospital.

But that's basically impossible.

What is the identity of the head of the hospital? Will you take care of a floor-sweeping monk in Suqin District?

Besides, if every monk and the secular capital agreed, the Shaolin Temple would probably be long gone.

Even if the Su family repelled the enemy and restored their former status, it would be impossible to persuade a head of the Shaolin Temple.

Although the Su family is a local noble family, the Shaolin Temple once dominated the world and walked out of the "Arhat" martial arts major in the world.

The two are not on the same level at all.

Even the great enemy who forced the Su family to disband the disciples in order to preserve the bloodline inheritance was not worth mentioning in front of the Shaolin Temple.

Su Qin worshipped in the Shaolin Temple, although he completely got rid of the enemy's pursuit, but at the same time, he would be trapped in the Shaolin Temple for the rest of his life.

But now, the sign-in system gave Su Qin hope.

"System, sign me in."

Su Qin calmed down and said silently in his heart.

next moment.

[Congratulations to the host, the sign-in is successful, and the magical 'Tathagata Palm' is obtained. 】

The system prompt sounded unhurriedly in Su Qin's ears.

"Buddha's Palm?"

Su Qin took a deep breath.

If Su Qin remembers correctly, the "Tathagata's Palm" is the most powerful magic in Shaolin Temple, and it is known as the personal inheritance of the Buddha.

At the moment when Su Qin obtained the 'Tathagata's Palm'.

hum! ! !

Above the Mahavira Hall, a huge golden Buddha appeared, pointing to the sky and to the ground, majestic and majestic.

Heaven and earth, I am the only one!

The Buddha's light fills the air, illuminating the entire Shaolin Temple, as if it contains countless avenues.

At this moment, the Shaolin Temple shook, and countless monks knelt on the ground and shouted, "Buddha appears holy"!

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

At the same time, several figures silently appeared outside the Mahavira Hall.

The leader is wearing a big red cassock and holding a nine-ring tin stick. It is Huiwen, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple generation.

Several other people are the heads of the major courtyards.

At this time, including Abbot Huiwen, everyone was shocked, looking at the huge golden Buddha appearing above the Mahavira Hall.

"Namo Amitabha."

Abbot Huiwen bowed to the huge golden Buddha, and the heads of the other courtyards also bowed their heads: "Namo Amitabha."

After a while, the Buddha light slowly dissipated.

It was not until the Buddha's light completely disappeared that Abbot Huiwen dared to raise his head.

"Such a rich Buddha nature."

Abbot Huiwen set off a huge wave in his heart.

He is not only the abbot of Shaolin Temple, but also a world-renowned martial arts expert. The golden Buddha shown just now is completely condensed by Buddha nature.

You must know that even an existence at the "Arhat" level has a Buddha-nature that is far less than one ten thousandth of that of the golden Buddha just now.

"Is it true that there are disciples who are favored by the Buddha? Therefore, they have lowered their Buddha nature?"

Abbot Huiwen looked at the many disciples who served next to the Buddha's golden body in the Mahavira Hall.

The Mahavira Hall is an important part of the Shaolin Temple, and there are disciples serving at every moment.

If there are really disciples who are favored by the Buddha, it can only be among these disciples.

The other heads of the academy also thought of this, and immediately, their gazes towards the disciples in the Daxiong Hall changed.

Since sixty years ago, when the last holy monk took his seat, there has never been a holy monk born in Shaolin Temple.

As a result, the status of Shaolin Temple in the world of martial arts declined rapidly.

If there is any disciple who has attained such a huge Buddha-nature, let alone a holy monk, even if he attains the status of 'Arhat', it will be very easy.

Thinking of this, the heads of the academies became hot in their hearts.

"You, all of you, step back. You should not approach without the consent of the head of the hospital."

The head of the martial arts monastery had a hot personality. He glanced at Su Qin and several other 'white-faced' disciples of the handyman's yard, and waved his hand.

"Yes." Several servants' college disciples looked at each other and turned to leave.

Several other head of the hospital and Abbot Huiwen saw this and did not stop it.

If you let them know that the culprit responsible for all this movement is Su Qin, the sweeping monk in the handyman's house who just stood in front of them, I am afraid they will be dumbfounded and unbelievable.