Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Abbot Huiwen glanced away, and he knew the doubts in the heads of the hospital.

"Before stepping into the first grade, I was similar to what you thought, but now..." Abbot Huiwen paused when he said this and continued.

"Until now, I have not realized how stalwart the ancestor of the holy monk in this temple is. Compared with him, I am afraid I can't even count the frog at the bottom of the well..."

Huiwen's bitter face was full of awe.

Not to mention the other behaviors of the ancestor of the holy monk, just a single year ago, the other party rescued Abbot Huiwen from the devil. This kind of method is difficult for Abbot Huiwen in his life.

Abbot Huiwen said from his own heart that he is now also a great master of the first rank, but if he is asked to save the next warrior who has become mad, the only way is to barely hang his life at the cost of his own vitality.

As for more, Abbot Huiwen couldn't do it.

The human body is so complicated. After getting into the evil spirits, the warrior's muscles and veins are in chaos, and the internal force runs wild. Even a first-grade master, a little carelessness, not only can not save the opponent, but may even accelerate the degree of the evil spirit.

But what about the ancestor of the holy monk?

Not only did Abbot Huiwen save his life, but it also allowed him to completely recover. This ability to reverse life and death is not an exaggeration.

When the other hospital heads heard these words from Abbot Huiwen, they looked at each other, and there was a huge wave in their hearts.

Why didn't they expect that Abbot Huiwen had such a high evaluation of the ancestor of the holy monk?

Especially the head of the Disciplinary Academy. At first he thought Abbot Huiwen was humble? But after listening for a long time, he found that Abbot Huiwen was saying this completely.

"What are you doing with weeping faces?"

"It should be a good thing that my Shaolin Temple has such a predecessor in charge?!"

The head of the Bodhi Academy snorted coldly when seeing the expressions of the heads.

Suddenly.

The other heads suddenly woke up.

Yes.

Even if what Abbot Huiwen said is true, the strength of that ancestor of the holy monk is unpredictable? But for the Shaolin Temple? Isn't it a good thing?

Thinking of this, the faces of the heads of the hospital rose up with excitement again.

And including Abbot Huiwen? What all the heads of the hospital didn't know was that all their conversations at this moment? fell into the ears of Su Qin who was sweeping the floor not far away.

"Holy monk ancestor?"

Su Qin couldn't laugh or cry.

Although he often heard the words ‘Holy Monk’s ancestor’ from other Shaolin disciples, now, even Abbot Huiwen respects him as ‘senior’? It makes Su Qin quite interesting.

Next.

After a few words between Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the hospital, they separated each other and went back to each hospital to do their own things.

It is a happy event that Abbot Huiwen becomes a first-rank saint monk? But other things cannot be forgotten.

And Su Qin also returned to the yard.

As soon as he arrived at the handyman's house, Su Qin saw some disciples gathering together again? He whispered something.

"Have you heard? The rudder of the Demon Sect in Yongzhou? It is said that it was cleaned by an unknown monk."

"Many elders of the Demon Sect of the Upper Three Realms? Even the Sect Master of the Demon Sect?

"The huge Demon Gate? It fell apart overnight? Countless Demon Sect disciples rushed for their lives, so miserable."

A teenage novice monk spoke quickly, with great shock in his tone.

Su Qin heard this? He was slightly taken aback.

He clearly remembers that he did this one year ago?

Why is there still someone talking about it now?

It's just that Su Qin turned to think about it? Then he understood.

This life is not comparable to the previous life of Su Qin, without network transmission, the speed of news spread is naturally greatly reduced.

Especially Yongzhou is thousands of miles away from Shaolin Temple.

Perhaps there is a special ‘channel’ for the abbot Huiwen and the heads of the hospital, and they have known this very early.

But these little novice monks obviously don't have such conditions.

Just when Su Qin thought about it.

These disciples began to talk again.

"Really or not, there are many masters in the master rudder of the magic gate, if it is so easy to clean, how can the magic gate exist for so many years?"

"Of course it is true. I tell you that the source is absolutely possible. This is what my cousin from Yongzhou said. It is true!"

The little novice who spoke at the beginning patted his chest and promised.

"I don't know the nameless monk who cleans the rudder of the Demon Gate, who is the ancestor of my Shaolin Temple... It is a legend to suppress the Demon Gate with his own power!"

Many disciples looked admiring and whispered.

"Yes, I hope that one day, I can also have the strength of an unknown holy monk?"

The teenage novice monk was looking forward to it.

"Don't dream, even if you have cultivated for a thousand years, it is impossible to reach the level of an unknown holy monk."

A disciple next to him rolled his eyes and said.

"Yes, you have this dreaming time, so it's better to work honestly, maybe you can ask the head of the hospital to transfer you to the monastery or the Arhat Academy..."

"Okay, you dare to laugh at me!!!"

The teenage novice was suddenly unhappy.

at this time.

Seeing that Su Qin was walking this way, these disciples didn't dare to continue talking, and they scattered.

For these disciples, Su Qin's'qualification' is very high, and he can even speak at the head of the hospital. Coupled with the age difference, and Su Qin usually doesn't speak, they feel scared when they see Su Qin.

Su Qin didn't care about this.

For Su Qin, the ‘gossip’ that the disciples talked about was usually heard, and he didn’t take it to heart.

Time passed slowly.

Three years have passed in an instant.

In the past three years, as Su Qin continued to purify his internal power, he almost felt that the transformation of internal power was about to end.

"Almost."

"It should be today."

Su Qin's thoughts were ups and downs, and at night, he dived directly into the Houshan Forbidden Area, preparing to complete the transformation of internal force here.

The back mountain is the forbidden area of ​​Shaolin Temple. With the addition of the seal left by the'tuo' Arhat 900 years ago, it can be said to be absolutely safe and hidden.

call!

Suck!

Su Qin sat cross-legged, her internal strength bursting in her body endlessly.

Hum! !

I saw a cluster of invisible flames slowly burning, continuously purifying internal forces.

Time does not know how long has passed.

At a certain moment.

The internal force in Su Qin's body seemed to be purified to a certain qualitative change, and all contracted within the dantian. Then, a drop completely appeared from the liquid internal force.

Compared with the previous gaseous internal force, the liquid internal force is obviously too strong, and there is a faint rise in pressure.

This drop of liquid internal force seemed to have caused a chain reaction. After that, drop after drop of liquid internal force continued to appear, quickly integrated into every part of Su Qin's body, and continuously circulated between the veins.

After a few hours.

Su Qin opened her eyes leisurely, and the depths of her pupils seemed to hang upside down, slowly turning.

At this time, Su Qin's internal power, divine mind, and physical body have all completed their transformation.

The three-element unity is a great perfection!

call!

A breeze blows slowly, centering on Su Qin, spreading towards the surroundings.