Sign In Buddha’s Palm

The Buddha's light is long, filling the Quartet.

At this moment, Zhang Zhenzhen only felt as if he was like an ant, looking up at a god and Buddha that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Supreme.

To Wei.

Unmatched.

Puff.

Zhang Zhenren's thoughts fell into darkness, and the whole person fell to the ground with a 'pop'.

"Your Honor."

"Thank you, Venerable, for taking action."

Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the academies barely reacted from their shock, and bowed deeply in the direction of the back mountain.

After a while, all the visions gradually dissipated.

"My lord, the strength of the venerable is more and more unimaginable." Abbot Huiwen sighed and said with emotion.

So far, Abbot Huiwen has seen Su Qin make two shots.

Once, the demon master killed the Shaolin Temple, and once was when Zhang Zhenren asked to see him today.

If it is said, the first time Su Qin made a move to Abbot Huiwen, he felt as vast as the sky and the earth, suppressing everything.

So now, Abbot Huiwen seems to feel the endless void, encompassing everything, containing everything.

Although the sky and the earth are vast, they are ultimately limited, but the void is endless.

Of course, Su Qin made more than two shots, such as breaking into the Bodhidharma Academy to rescue Abbot Huiwen who had gone into trouble, and supplementing the Buddha's heart for "Xuanku".

It's just that in the eyes of Abbot Huiwen, these are not really shots.

"yes."

When the other heads of the hospital heard the words, they nodded in agreement.

Venerable's methods are indeed unbelievable. Ordinary warriors, even a first-rank grandmaster, or even a top-ranking first-ranked person like Zhang Zhenren, can barely accept it with one enemy, ten thousand, and the world.

However, like Su Qin, the Buddha's light pervades and visions are full of visions. This is already the ability of the rumored gods and Buddhas.

"If it weren't for the Venerable's shot, we really wouldn't necessarily be Zhang Zhenren's opponents."

The head of the monk's monastery said in a low voice.

Although the foundation of Shaolin Temple has greatly increased now, not only have two second-rank martial artists, but also a first-rank holy monk like Huiwen Abbot.

In addition, there are thousands of Shaolin Temple disciples and so on.

But if you want to block Zhenren Zhang with these, it will be difficult to reach the sky.

With Zhang Zhenren's strength, once he is allowed to do his best, the destructive power produced by his gestures is absolutely heart-pounding.

The reason why the top 1st rank grandmaster is so powerful that he is above the 1st rank grandmaster depends on absolute strength to suppress.

Otherwise, why would the Demon Lord dare to attack Shaoshi Mountain a few years ago and threaten to destroy the Shaolin Temple?

The heads of the academies looked at each other and felt very fortunate.

At this moment, the head of the Discipline Academy seemed to have discovered something and couldn't help but say, "Abbot, how should Zhenren Zhang deal with it?"

The first voice of the Discipline Academy just fell.

The rest of the head of the academy and Abbot Huiwen only remembered and looked at Zhenren Zhang, who was lying on the ground.

The head of the Bodhidharma Institute bit his head, approached cautiously, took a general look and said, "Not dead, just passed out in a coma."

The heads of the various academies looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly felt a little tricky.

"Since Venerable has left his hand, let's send it back to Wudang Mountain."

After a long time, Abbot Huiwen said slowly.

"good."

"I agree."

The rest of the hospital heads nodded slightly when they heard the words.

In their eyes, if Su Qin had murderous intentions, Zhang Zhenren would have lost his vitality long ago. How could it be that he was only in a coma now?

Since Zhenren Zhang is not dead, it means that the Venerable is keeping his hand. In this case, Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the various academies naturally follow Su Qin's wishes.

"How about this."

"I'll have someone send Zhenren Zhang back later."

Abbot Huiwen made a decision immediately.

The back mountain forbidden area.

"Zhang Zhenren"

Su Qin sat cross-legged, and a trace of emotion flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Once upon a time, Zhang Zhenren was still a big man he could only look up at, and he couldn't even look up.

"So I'm already this strong?"

Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated, thinking silently in his heart.

Zhang Zhenren, who was once unattainable, could not bear even a breath of his breath at this moment, and was directly crushed into a coma.

"However, in terms of fighting strength, Zhang Zhenren is stronger than the Demon Lord."

Su Qin compared Zhang Zhenren with the Demon Lord and came to the conclusion that Zhang Zhenren was superior.

In fact, whether it is Zhang Zhenren or the Demon Lord, they are both top-notch first-rank Grandmasters who have transformed twice. In any era, they are enough to be called dazzling.

But unfortunately, I met Su Qin.

"However, Zhang Zhenren's way of Tai Chi is a bit interesting. If there are enough opportunities in the future, it might be impossible to carry out the third transformation and reach the first-grade great perfection."

Su Qin speculated in his heart.

Su Qin's evaluation of Zhenren Zhang is high enough. You must know that so far, Su Qin only thinks that "Xuan Ku" is expected to transform three times in the future and enter the realm of first-rank great perfection.

This is because of the premise that 'Xuanku' has a complete Buddha mind and is often instructed by an Arhat like Su Qin.

Zhang Zhenzhen can reach this step on his own, it is already considered a unique talent.

As for whether Zhang Zhenren can go further, Su Qin can't judge.

Each Venerable Arhat or martial arts myth has a different way of breaking through the realm, and it is even more impossible to grasp the wisps of Qi between the heavens and the earth.

Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Zhenren was not sent by the disciples of Shaolin Temple.

On the way to the delivery, Zhang Zhenzhen had already woken up from a coma.

After a short silence, Zhang Zhenren asked the escorted Shaolin Temple disciples to go back, and returned to Wudang Mountain by himself.

Along the way, Zhang Zhenren's mind kept flashing the scenes he saw in the Shaolin Temple, especially the figure that seemed to be a real god and Buddha at the last moment of his memory.

soon.

Zhang Zhenzhen returned to Wudang Mountain.

When many disciples in Wudang Mountain saw Zhang Zhenren, they were overjoyed and gathered around, looking at Zhang Zhenren with concern.

"Master, are you okay?"

A Wudang Mountain disciple couldn't help but ask.

It really is that there is something wrong with Zhang Zhenren's expression at this moment, and the whole person is in a trance, as if he is still immersed in some kind of emotion.

"fine."

"How could something happen to me?"

Zhang Zhenzhen shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This time he went down the mountain, nothing happened to him, not even a trace of injury, but only Zhang Zhenzhen knew in his heart that he might not be able to get rid of the shadow of that ghost-like figure in his life.

"Master, what did you see at the Shaolin Temple?"

Zhang Xiao squeezed in front of Zhenren Zhang and asked carefully.

Before Zhang Zhenren left, he only left a sentence to go down the mountain to seek the Tao, which made many Wudang Mountain disciples puzzled for a long time, but Zhang Xiao guessed that Zhang Zhenren was probably going to Shaolin Temple to seek the Venerable.

"What did you see in Shaolin Temple?"

Zhang Zhenren repeated in a low voice, with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Old Daoist has always felt that even if it is a real martial arts myth, if you want to defeat me and kill me, you need a few tricks."

"but now"

Zhang Zhenzhen slowly raised his head and looked deeply into the direction of the Shaolin Temple: "It's the old Taoist, I'm sitting in the well and watching the sky."