Sign In Buddha’s Palm

"If there were no accidents, Hui Wen would probably not be able to survive tonight."

Su Qin carefully observed the depths of the Eye Bodhi Temple belonging to Abbot Hui Wen That breath, judged in my heart.

"It's a pity."

Su Qin sighed slightly.

Although Su Qin has not received much preferential treatment in the temple for more than ten years, Abbot Hui Wen has never specifically targeted him.

Even after the former head of the handyman hospital passed away, Abbot Hui Wen deliberately approached Su Qin and asked Su Qin if he wanted to return to the vulgar.

It can be said that Hui Wen, as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, did not bring Shaolin Temple to its prosperity, but at least kept the foundation and allowed Su Qin to sign for more than ten years.

"If Hui Wen dies, Shaolin Temple will inevitably be in chaos, and even arouse prying eyes from outside forces."

"At that time, I want to be as leisurely as before. I’m afraid it’s impossible to sign in."

Su Qin thought.

"that's all that's all."

"You can't ignore the love of fasting for more than ten years."

Su Qin thoughts move, the whole body several meters Suddenly enveloped the inexplicable Domain.

In the Domain, the line of sight was blurred, and even the light began to faintly distorted, only a vague figure standing there was vaguely recognized.

...

In the depths of the Bodhi Temple.

You all gathered together, and the expression is full of deep grief.

"Can the abbot really be saved?"

The head of the Dharma Courtyard looked towards the head of the Bodhi courtyard and solemnly asked.

Over the past year, Abbot Hui Wen retreats and wants to break through. All matters of Shaolin Temple are handled by the head of Dharma Courtyard.

It’s just that the head of Dharma Courtyard never expected that Abbot Hui Wen broke through this time, and it turned out to be like this!

The head of the Bodhi Academy shook his head slightly, expression grave: "Cultivation deviation, the tendons and veins are in disorder, even if Grade 1 Great Grandmaster consumes the cultivation base, it can only save his life. As for the complete recovery, Basically can't do..."

As soon as these words came out.

The other heads of the hospital were silent.

In fact, they were prepared for what the head of the Bodhi Institute said.

Martial Dao Cultivator, the most taboo is cultivation deviation, because cultivation deviation is the collapse of its own Inner Strength and the disorder of tendons and veins, which is basically equivalent to no cure.

"Abbot."

The head of Martial Monk Court looked at Abbot Hui Wen who was sitting cross-legged, but his face was as pale as paper, and he opened the mouth and said in a low voice.

The other heads of hospital also looked sad.

Especially the head of Dharma Courtyard.

He is now taking over all matters of Shaolin Temple instead of Abbot Hui Wen, and immediately realized that if Abbot Hui Wen passes away, what impact will it have on Shaolin Temple?

Although Shaolin Temple has no shortage of martial artists from the Upper Three Realms, the Grade 2 martial artist is only Abbot Hui Wen.

If Abbot Hui Wen is lost, Shaolin Temple is equivalent to not having a Grade 2 martial artist.

Originally, as the Martial Dao Great Sect of the world, Shaolin Temple did not have a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, which was enough to cause outside doubts.

The reason why nothing has happened so far is entirely because Shaolin Temple has a deep heritage and no one dares to provoke that's all.

But if Shaolin Temple can't even get a Grade 2, even if it is deep and unmeasurable, it is impossible to convince the public.

At that time, Shaolin Temple was removed from the Martial Dao Great Sect, and directly besieged by many forces.

Neither of these two is a price that Shaolin Temple can bear.

Just then.

Abbot Hui Wen eyes slowly opened, and said with difficulty: "I was too anxious this time."

Abbot Hui Wen's face was pale, without a trace of blood.

At this moment, the Inner Strength of his within the body is completely messed up, he can't even move and bounce, and now he can barely speak, it is already a powerful Willpower.

"Abbot, you must be fine."

The head of Martial Monk Court immediately approached, his eyes flushed.

Abbot Hui Wen shook the head, looked towards the head of Dharma Courtyard: "After I passed away, Shaolin Temple gave you everything."

Dharma Courtyard head nodded, expression heavy.

No matter what, the inheritance of Shaolin Temple cannot be destroyed no matter how high the price is paid.

Suddenly.

Just then.

Suddenly there was a noise outside the Bodhi courtyard.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Bodhi Temple?"

A monk's violent shout sounded.

Outside the Bodhi Temple, a large number of patrolling monks stared at a vague existence as if they were facing an enemy.

Because of the retreat of Abbot Hui Wen, the Bodhi courtyard has been blocked by many monks a long time ago.

"Get out of the way."

Su Qin is too lazy to explain. At this moment, his description and appearance are covered by Inner Strength's secret technique. It is impossible for anyone to recognize his identity.

weng!! !

Su Qin's steps neither fast nor slow, but every step taken is covered by a terrifying pressure.

Under this pressure, all monks looked directly at the Spiritual God of aloof and remote. Inner Strength stopped for a moment, thumped and fell to the ground, and passed out.

This is because Su Qin didn't play a killer.

Otherwise, with his strength, for a moment, it is impossible for any monk to survive.

Soon.

Su Qin came to the depths of the Bodhi Temple.

The heads of the hospital just heard the violent shouts of the monks outside when they saw a vague silhouette coming in, and their expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, no matter how you can't react to the heads of the hospital, they realize that this vague silhouette who broke in suddenly is a terrifying existence.

Many monks guarding outside the Bodhi Temple are the elite of Shaolin Temple. Even Grade 2 martial artists like Abbot Hui Wen, it takes a while to break in.

But what about the fuzzy silhouette in front of you?

You didn't even pass, so you came in?

How terrifying is this?

"Let me go!"

The head of Martial Monk Court roared, his breath soared, fiercely punch towards Su Qin.

This fist brought together the life-long strength of the head of Martial Monk Court, and even the ultimate sublimation, another breakthrough, enough to make the Grade 2 martial artist pale.

However.

Under the incredible eyes of everyone.

The fuzzy silhouette of Martial Monk Court's head this fist just close to the whole ten meters, it seems to be stuck in a quagmire, directly confined in place.

"Trouble!"

Su Qin frowned, letting out a little breath.

in an instant.

A terrifying Domain covers the sky and sun, and instantly envelopes the entire Dharma Courtyard.

All heads of hospital under this domain are like insects in amber, unable to move even a little bit.

Not only that, the Inner Strength within the body seemed to be frightened, and instantly shrank into the dantian and did not dare to come out.

This scene completely shocked all the heads of the hospital.

Are they a group of martial artists in the upper three realms? Even if it is placed in the world, it can be regarded as a powerhouse.

But in front of Su Qin, they were as fragile as a baby. They didn't even lift their hands, and they all lost the ability to resist.

What kind of strength is it to achieve this level?

The head of the Dharma Courtyard and the others have numb scalp. Looking at the fuzzy silhouette, my heart trembles and panics.

And just then.

Su Qin walked past the heads of the hospital who had been confined in place by him, and came to Abbot Hui Wen.