I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

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Because of the characteristics of the auspicious beast's essence, Su Cheng didn't care so much about the auspicious beast's essence. After all, his own cultivation surpasses the power of the auspicious beast essence both in terms of quantity and quality.

What's more, if he absorbs the essence of the auspicious beast and "restores his cultivation base", he may also attract attention.

Therefore, Su Cheng bestowed all the auspicious beast essence to the Snake King and the white fox. In the past two hundred years, their cultivation bases have risen steadily, and they have even reached the current Taiyi God Realm!

Following the protection of the Snake King, Su Cheng swept across the back mountain, then slowly descended from the sky and landed in front of the stupa.

Compared with two hundred years ago, the stupa at this time is no longer guarded.

The seals on the top have been corroded.

Not to mention that around the stupa, weeds are already overgrown, and the entire pagoda is covered by vines.

In fact, Tallinn has long been deserted. Today's Shaolin monks will not be buried in Pagoda Forest after death, even Abbot Xuanci chose to be cremated this time.

After cremation, the ashes of his body are scattered in the sea.

Unless there is a relic after the death of an eminent monk, he will choose to keep it well.

However, it is generally placed in the newly built "relic courtyard" a hundred years ago, instead of Tallinn.

Looking at the stupa, which was already a barren land in front of him, Su Cheng was filled with emotion.

In front of the stupa, there are still two solitary graves. These two solitary graves belong to two divine monks of Shaolin Temple, two great masters, "Huijue" and "Huiwu"!

Of course, these two masters passed away a hundred and fifty years ago.

Su Cheng walked forward, because of his current merits, as long as he wanted to, the seal of the stupa would naturally not be able to stop him.

So he slowly entered the tower, and then stepped forward layer by layer.

One floor, two floors, three floors. When he stepped into the eighth floor, a chill emerged.

Although he was immediately resisted by the power of merit, Su Cheng knew that the man realized that he was coming...

Yes.

Blood ancestor!

Although, after two hundred years, great changes have taken place in both the Shaolin Temple, the Stupa, and this chaotic world.

But the Blood Ancestor has not changed at all!

"You came……"

The blood ancestor's voice sounded. I don't know when, he is not as cold and arrogant as before, nor is he as crazy as Su Cheng was when he realized the method of becoming a Buddha. Instead, he was able to talk to Su Cheng in a very ordinary way.

"I am coming."

Blood Ancestor's voice seemed nostalgic: "It's been eighty years... isn't it?"

"Yes, don't you miss me a little? Aren't you afraid that I'll recite the Sakyamuni meditation mantra again?" Su Cheng asked.

The Blood Ancestor sneered, and said, "Although I really hate your scriptures, I want you to come here."

"Why?" Su Cheng seemed slightly taken aback.

The blood ancestor said: "Because every time you appear, you tell me that the demon lord is about to recover, no... as early as two hundred years ago, I have felt the power of the demon lord. The demon lord must have recovered. "

Su Cheng pondered for a while.

Sure enough, that world-destroying black lotus is the power of the demon lord Bo Xun...

Well, let's look at it in light of the Blood Ancestor's expectations over the years.

Could it be that the "person behind the scenes" who manipulated Fang Xiandao's patriarch was the demon lord Bo Xun?

"Little bald donkey, although eighty years is nothing to me. But to you, this is already a long time, right? How about it, how many old bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple died?"

The blood ancestor asked, a bit of anticipation appeared in his eyes, as if he hoped to see the look of loneliness in Su Cheng's eyes.

However, it is obvious that Su Cheng is not like this: "Amitabha, you should know that I have already passed the 'living' kalpa. What do these things have to do with me?"

Seeing Su Cheng's calmness, there was no disappointment in the eyes of the blood ancestor, but a bit of sarcasm: "Hmph, that's the case with the bald donkeys of your Buddhist family. It's just that you are incompetent and can't keep what you want. It’s just people who stay, but they just want to find some excuses. Everything is like a dream, it’s just self-comfort.”

"Even if it is really a fantasy, as long as it is what you want, then work hard to get it. This is the correct way. If it is the ancestor, I want him to live, even if he wants to die, I will let him continue Live, no matter what method you use..."

The blood ancestor said disdainfully.

Seeing his appearance, Su Cheng smiled slightly, not paying attention.

He heard this kind of talk a lot, and he didn't bother to refute or argue. Just like the former Abbot Xuanci, the so-called sentient beings are easy to save others.

This blood ancestor has his own world, so if he is obsessed with obsession, even if Su Cheng forcibly changes his concept, it will be of no avail.

Moreover, Su Cheng came here this time not for the purpose of arguing.

"King Vixue Shura, I didn't come here this time to argue with you. I just wanted to make a bet with you." Su Cheng said.

"bet?"

The blood ancestor was startled: "Do you bald donkeys want to bet too?"

"good."

Su Cheng said: "The bet is on you, King Shura."

The blood ancestor said: "Me?"

Su Cheng nodded and said, "If you can win the bet, King Shura, the monk will let you out of this stupa."

The Blood Ancestor asked: "What if it's not possible?"

"If not, I think King Shura will no longer exist in this world, and the doubts of the little monk can be resolved." Su Cheng said.

The blood ancestor's eyes flickered slightly: "Hehe, I am a little curious about you saying that, the ancestor. Then tell me, what bet are you betting?"

Su Cheng paused, and asked: "The Buddha Sakyamuni of my saha world once had several contests with your demon master Da Zi Zai Tian Wang Bo Xun. King Shura is a great man who has lived from ancient times to the present. Demon, presumably King Shura must have known about the last battle in Lingshan?"

Hearing the words, the blood ancestor seemed to have a meaningful brilliance in his deep eyes, and said: "Of course I know. Not only do I know, old... I also went to Lingshan in person with the devil!"

"Oh? So, in this way, you are very clear about that competition?" Su Cheng asked.

The blood ancestor said: "Of course."

Su Cheng asked, "What was the result?"

The Blood Ancestor said proudly: "Shakyamuni, defeated!"

Su Cheng paused for a moment, and after a while, said: "Young monk, I heard it from the Buddhist scriptures. At the beginning, the devil and the Buddha had two competitions, one of fighting skills, but Bo Xun lost to the Buddha."

The Blood Ancestor sneered and said, "So what? Shakyamuni's heart has failed, just like what the devil said, even his disciples have fallen... Humph."

When the blood ancestor said this, Su Cheng's thoughts suddenly moved. Immediately afterwards, the blood ancestor seemed to realize something, snorted coldly, and asked assertively: "Little bald donkey, what are you talking about?"

Su Cheng's eyes turned slightly, and without further questioning, she said calmly: "It's very simple, what I want to bet on is the devil and the Buddha... whoever lost and who won."

"Oh?"

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