Sign In Buddha’s Palm

The hall is dark.

Many demon warriors looked panicked.

They never expected that there would be a first-grade Grandmaster taking action?

"Didn't you say that Shaolin Temple doesn't have a great master of the first rank?" A gloomy old man said acerbly.

Just now, he was the one who released the cruel words to destroy the Shaolin Temple, but at this moment, he didn't dare to mention it again.

You know, a Shaolin Temple with a great master of the first rank and a Shaolin Temple without a great master of the first rank are completely different concepts.

"Sect Master, are you alright?" The plump woman looked at the purple-robed man and couldn't help asking.

"nothing."

The purple-robed man's breath returned to calm, "The first-grade Grandmaster is powerful, but it is absolutely impossible to kill me hundreds of miles away with just one finger."

The purple-robed man's tone contained great confidence.

He was originally a second-rank peak martial artist. If he was not eager for quick success and wanted to enter the first-rank as soon as possible, he would not go into trouble. He would need Shaolin Temple's 'Jing of Yi Jin' to heal his injuries.

But even if he goes crazy, the purple-robed man is not weaker than the ordinary second-rank martial artist.

"Since there is a great master of the Shaolin Temple, and he warned me of the devil's sect, some plans have to be changed."

The purple-robed man returned to the first seat and said lightly.

Hearing this, the other Demon Sect warriors sighed in relief.

Fifty years ago, the Lord of the Demon Sect closed his doors and wanted to break through the illusory realm of martial arts mythology. Over the past 50 years, the Demon Sect has lost a rank of rank, and his power has shrunk sharply.

If it weren't for this generation of demon sect masters, the demon sect at this moment would have been like a mouse crossing the street, and everyone would be shouting and beating.

But even so, no one on the field is willing to face the first-grade Grandmaster.

"I don't know what the Sect Master is going to do?" The plump woman asked.

"Since Shaolin Temple can't work, choose Juyang Mountain." The purple-robed man thought for a while and said.

"Juyang Mountain?"

Many demon warriors in the hall looked at each other.

Compared with Shaolin Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years in the world's martial arts, the background of Juyang Mountain is much shallower.

But in any case, Juyang Mountain has also stepped out of the influence of the first-rank grandmaster. Although this generation is weak and does not have a first-rank, there are many good things in the mountain gate.

"I want to heal my wounds with the blood sacrifice of thousands of disciples in Juyang Mountain!"

A trace of tyranny flashed in the eyes of the purple-robed man.

Shaolin Temple.

Su Qin naturally didn't know that because of his casual actions, Juyang Mountain was about to face extinction.

At this moment, Su Qin has returned to the handyman's house.

When the phaseless finger force he left in the black shadow exploded, Su Qin raised his head with a feeling.

"The fingerless robbery, invisible and invisible, changes from the heart, it is indeed worthy of the Shaolin Temple's unique skills."

Su Qin nodded slightly.

In the past ten years, Su Qin has signed in at the Shaolin Temple everywhere, and he does not know how many unique skills he has obtained, but such as Wuxiangjiezhi, it is rare.

Based on this alone, Wuxiangjie is enough to rank in the top 800 among Suqin's many unique skills.

"But I'm already a rank one, why can't I activate the [Tathagata Palm]?"

Su Qin rubbed his brows and thought helplessly.

As the most powerful magic in Shaolin Temple obtained by signing in for the first time, Su Qin had great expectations for the [Tathagata Palm].

In the lower three realms and the middle three realms, Su Qin thought that his strength was low and did not meet the minimum standard for using [Tathagata's Palm].

But now.

Su Qin is a first-class.

Even if he looks at the world, he is still a top powerhouse.

But in the depths of Su Qin's Meixin Niwan Palace, the golden body of the Buddha representing the inheritance of the "Tathagata's Palm" is still standing still.

"Could it be that the [Tathagata's Palm] is simply an 'Arhat'-level divine art, and only those who have truly attained the status of 'Arhat' are qualified to comprehend and use it?"

Su Qin guessed in his heart.

In fact, according to what Su Qin heard in Shaolin Temple in the past ten years, even nine hundred years ago, when the Tathagata Palm was not lost, almost no one of Shaolin Temple disciples could comprehend this most powerful magic.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Su Qin shook his head, throwing away the distracting thoughts in his heart.

In the next half month, Su Qin returned to his previous life again, sweeping the floor and signing in.

After entering the first rank, Su Qin's cultivation progress has slowed down significantly, but with the treasures of heaven and earth obtained by a large number of sign-ins, he is still slowly moving towards the real 'Arhat' status.

On this day, just as Su Qin was planning to go to the Bodhi Academy to sign in, he heard other disciples whispering.

"I heard that the Demon Sect has washed Juyang Mountain with blood?"

"Hey, the world is not at peace now, there are constant frictions between countries, and there are disputes in the rivers and lakes."

"According to rumors, there is a genius who is rare in a hundred years in the Wudang Mountain Zhenwu lineage. After three hours, he completed his Taiji mentality. Zhang Zhenren came forward in person and accepted him as a direct disciple."

"It's amazing, Zhang Zhenren is one of the world's top 1st rank great masters, and he overwhelms the world's first-class masters. Almost all of the direct disciples he accepted have entered the upper three realms."

Many disciples of the House of Commons were discussing excitedly.

This is also one of the few interests of the disciples of the Handyman Academy.

Unlike other courtyards, the House of Commons does not need to practice martial arts, so in his spare time, he will discuss the situation in the world.

"It is said that the descendants of Xiao Li Feidao were also born."

"What? Xiao Li Feidao? Is it Xiao Li Feidao, who is known as 'there are no cases of false hair, and people are killed by swords'?"

"Yes, the descendants of this generation of flying knives have just been born, and they used a flying knife to kill a martial artist of the upper three realms, which caused a big disturbance."

"Not only Xiao Li Feidao, but also another Buddhist monk, King Kong Temple, which is as famous as my Shaolin Temple."

Su Qin listened to the discussions of the disciples with interest.

Today, all countries stand side by side, and there is endless chaos. Every day, warriors fall and sects are destroyed.

The Shaolin Temple, as a major martial arts sect in the world that has been passed down for thousands of years, is a pure land.

At least you won't be disturbed all the time.

Su Qin increasingly felt that his choice was the right one.

Honestly check in at the Shaolin Temple, wait until the world is invincible and then go out, it is simply perfect.

"It's still too dangerous outside."

Su Qin slowly walked towards the Bodhi Academy, his thoughts fluctuated.

Whether it is the genius of Wudang Zhenwu's lineage who has completed Taiji's heart, or the descendant of Xiao Li Feidao, or the Buddhist son of King Kong Temple, they are all people like heaven's favored sons.

Either he was fully cultivated by the sect, or he had the shadow of his ancestors. Compared with him, Su Qin was just a Shaolin Temple sweeper.

If you want resources without resources, you want ancestors without ancestors.

"For martial arts cultivation, external resources are very important. Even if the talent is peerless, if there is a lack of resources, the future achievements will be very limited."

"Although I, Su Qin, are alone and don't have any resources to support me, I can rely on my own efforts to step into the first rank step by step, and I am not weaker than others!"

Su Qin stopped in front of the Bodhi Courtyard.

"System, sign me in!"