Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Bodhi Temple.

Su Qin walked slowly to Abbot Huiwen.

At this moment, Abbot Huiwen opened his eyes wide and looked at Su Qin with shock.

It has only been a few moments since Su Qin broke into the Bodhidharma Academy, but at this moment, hundreds of monks in the middle and third levels of Shaolin Temple, as well as the heads of the academy, all lost their power to act.

This kind of strength, even an ordinary first-grade grandmaster, is far from being able to do it, right?

"Blood is retrograde."

"Muscle disorders."

Su Qin opened his eyes of truth and looked at Abbot Huiwen up close.

Under the observation of the real eye, all the subtleties in Abbot Huiwen's body fell into Su Qin's eyes.

If it is another 1st rank great master, even if it is a top 1st rank who has undergone a transformation, in the face of the situation of Abbot Huiwen, there is nothing that can be done, and the most expensive cultivation is to save the life of Abbot Huiwen.

As for more, there is no way.

After all, even if it is the top rank, it is impossible to know the body of Abbot Huiwen like the back of the hand.

But Su Qin is different.

Su Qin, who has real eyes, is like a genius doctor who can prescribe the right medicine. It only takes a few more eyes to determine the condition of Abbot Huiwen's body, and it is easy to save him.

"You are. Are you an ancestor of the holy monk?"

Abbot Huiwen looked at the blurred figure in front of him and asked tentatively.

At this moment, Abbot Huiwen was no longer afraid, because if Su Qin really had murderous intentions, he would have died long ago.

With Su Qin's strength, I am afraid that he can easily slaughter the entire Shaolin Temple, let alone a mere waste of him?

And now, Su Qin didn't kill him, just stood there, obviously not the enemy of Shaolin Temple.

In the Shaolin Temple, the only person who can possess such terrifying strength as Su Qin is probably the holy monk who has been hiding in the dark and changed the fate of the Shaolin Temple several times.

"do not speak."

"Try to regain control of the internal forces."

Su Qin ignored it, raised his right hand slightly, and placed it on Xiang Huiwen's chest at will.

"Re-control your inner strength?"

Abbot Huiwen was stunned for a while, then smiled bitterly.

He has completely gone crazy, and the internal force in his body has long been rampant. How can he be controlled by him?

"Senior saint monk, don't take action, even if you spend your cultivation base and save my life, I will become a waste."

"Why do I need to lose my strength so much for a waste of me?"

Abbot Huiwen's eyes dimmed.

Abbot Huiwen was very aware of his injury. He had gone into the devil and had no medicine. Even if he was forced to spend his cultivation to save him, he would still be a waste.

However.

next moment.

As Su Qin gently tapped Abbot Huiwen with his right hand, a terrifying internal force poured in.

Under this internal force, Abbot Huiwen's internal force that had been rampant in his body turned out to be extremely well-behaved, flowing meekly between his tendons.

"This is?"

Abbot Huiwen's pupils shrank suddenly and looked at Su Qin in disbelief.

In the blink of an eye, Abbot Huiwen realized what he should do at this moment, immediately closed his eyes, and began to regain control of his inner strength.

Seeing this scene, the head of the hospital next to him felt a tightness in his heart and suddenly thought of something.

Although they were imprisoned in place, they had the ability to think. When they saw this vague figure breaking into the Dharma Academy, they immediately thought that the other party might be here to save Abbot Huiwen.

"Is this person here to save the abbot?"

"Is it the ancestor of the holy monk from this temple?"

The heads of the academies were flustered.

Next.

After suppressing Abbot Huiwen's runaway internal force, Su Qin began to clean up his disorganized tendons.

With the help of the Eye of Reality, Su Qin pulled Abbot Huiwen back from his madness without any effort at all.

After a while.

Su Qin slowly retracted his right hand.

"I'm alright?"

Abbot Huiwen opened his eyes almost at the same time and looked at his hands in disbelief.

The other heads of the surrounding academies stared at Abbot Huiwen, whose complexion quickly returned to ruddy.

They never dreamed that Abbot Huiwen had completely recovered?

You must know that, with the depth of Abbot Huiwen's infatuation, even if there is a great master who is willing to take the risk of losing his strength, he can only save Abbot Huiwen's life.

As for a complete recovery, it is simply impossible!

But now, looking at Abbot Huiwen with a ruddy complexion and a steady breath, the heads of the academies only felt as if they were dreaming.

"The road of martial arts, step by step, don't be impatient."

Su Qin looked at Abbot Huiwen and reminded him casually.

If Abbot Huiwen waited for a few years and patiently polished the inner strength of the flesh, he would not go into trouble.

"Hui Wen has been taught"

When Abbot Huiwen heard the words, his expression became solemn, and he respectfully said to Su Qin.

From Abbot Huiwen's point of view, Su Qin was definitely the patriarch of the Shaolin Temple, and it was completely right for him to salute like this.

Su Qin looked at the respectful Abbot Huiwen and didn't know what to say.

If Abbot Huiwen knew that the person standing in front of him at the moment was just a humble monk from the House of Commons, he didn't know what his expression was.

"time to go"

Su Qin glanced at the other motionless chiefs who were still imprisoned.

Now that everyone has been rescued, Su Qin has to leave.

next moment.

The inexplicable field that permeated the entire Bodhi Institute slowly dissipated.

The heads of the hospital took a deep breath and straightened up suddenly as if they had been rescued from drowning.

"Pfft."

The head of the martial monastery threw himself directly to the ground, with a gray head and a gray face.

He punched Su Qin just now, but he was imprisoned. Now the imprisonment has disappeared, the strength has been dissipated, and he can't control it, so he can only bite the bullet and fall to the ground.

The other head of the hospital quickly turned to look at Abbot Huiwen.

"The saint monk has left."

Abbot Huiwen sat there blankly, looking disappointed.

"Abbot, abbot, are you all right?"

The head of the Bodhidharma Academy immediately walked to Abbot Huiwen and asked quickly.

"never mind."

Abbot Huiwen shook his head and said.

"The breath is stable, the blood is comfortable, really completely recovered?"

The head of the Bodhi Academy checked Abbot Huiwen's pulse and muttered incredulously.

Although he had guessed something from Abbot Huiwen's complexion just now, when he was really sure that Abbot Huiwen was fine, there was still a huge wave in his heart.

You know, this is the so-called incurable madness?

At this moment, Su Qin had come outside the Bodhi Courtyard.

Hundreds of monks were lying on the ground.

Just now Su Qin wanted to enter the Bodhi Academy, but these monks wanted to stop him, and that's it.

Su Qin ignored them.

These monks are only temporarily unconscious and will wake up after a few hours.

soon.

Su Qin returned to the handyman's house.

Along the way, Su Qin used internal force to cover up his appearance and figure, and only slowly let go of the cover when he was sure that no one was around.

"I didn't expect the eye of truth to have this effect?"

Su Qin sighed slightly in his heart.

Under the insight of the real eye, all the movements in Abbot Huiwen's body fell into Su Qin's eyes bit by bit.