Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Outside Shaolin Temple.

Moon stars are rare.

Su Qin chose to leave Shaolin Temple in the early morning to avoid missing the daily check-in opportunity.

As long as Su Qin can come back by tomorrow night, there will be no loss.

"I don’t know what happened to my little girl for fifteen years?"

Su Qin seemed to see that person again, always following him The Nasal Mucus Insect.

The younger sister named Su Yueyun is seven years younger than Su Qin.

Su Qin first visited Shaolin Temple, Su Yueyun was only three years old, now 15 years later, Su Yueyun is already 18 years old.

Women in this life will marry at the age of 16, and Su Yueyun has been dragged to the age of 18, which is already considered an'older age'.

"This time I return to Su's house, I just need to take a long look, there is no need to recognize each other."

Su Qin thought silently in his heart.

He has been away from the Su family for fifteen years and has long been used to living alone.

"However, before I go back, there is something to be solved."

Su Qin suddenly stopped and looked up in a certain direction.

Fifteen years ago, a major enemy of the Su family came to kill. At that time, in order to preserve the bloodline of the Su family, all the dísciples of the Su family were scattered around.

Because of this, Su Qin was sent to Shaolin Temple.

Only by worshipping Shaolin Temple and taking the shelter of Shaolin Temple can Su Qin be safe.

Later, although the Su family used some means to force the enemy back and recover, the enemy is still alive.

In the past few years, Su Qin has been busy signing in to improve his strength. Coupled with everything in the Su family, he ignored the enemy.

Now, I take advantage of this opportunity to completely solve the enemy.

"According to the letters sent by the Su family over the years, the name of the enemy is'Yan Huo', Demon Sect dísciple, and recently became the protector of Demon Sect this generation."

Su Qin thought quickly.

Because of this matter, the Su family patriarch is still quite worried in his letter, worrying that this enemy will be swept back by the power of Demon Sect.

"Demon Sect?"

Su Qin pupil light flashed with coldness.

...

Yong Prefecture.

Tang State occupies a total of 18 states, of which Yong Prefecture is the site of Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect rudder is located here.

The real demon is fighting in Tang State, but since the last Demon Sect Sect Master secluded cultivation, the battle between Demon Sect and the right way has been at a disadvantage.

A few decades ago, Demon Sect still occupied the land of three states.

But now, as the right path continues to squeeze, Demon Sect is left with only Yong Prefecture.

Tang State turns a blind eye to the fight between the righteous and demons, without any mediation.

Whether it is the right way or is Demon Sect, in the eyes of Tang State, they are all insurgents who do not listen to the announcement and the more the better. How can mediation be possible?

Even Righteous and Devilish Paths has fought several times, and Tang State is inflaming the flames.

And now.

Yong Prefecture Southern Witch Mountain.

A young boy wearing a thick cotton-padded coat looked up at the snow in the sky with excitement.

"Grandfather, the snow is really heavy..."

The little boy rubbed the snowball and looked towards an old man next to him.

"Yes."

"Such snow hasn’t appeared in decades."

The old man’s expression felt as if he had fallen into a certain Some memories.

At this moment, a gentle voice came:

"Is this Southern Witch Mountain?"

I saw a monk wearing a gray The young monk in the robe was looking at the grandson with a smile.

This young monk is naturally Su Qin.

Shaolin Temple is far from Yong Prefecture, there are several thousands li, and it takes at least a few months or even a year for an ordinary person to cross such a long distance.

Even a martial artist, it takes nearly a month.

For Su Qin, it took only a few hours from Shaolin Temple to Yong Prefecture.

This is because Su Qin occasionally stops on the road to see if there is any place nearby where you can sign in. It was a waste of time.

Otherwise, Su Qin will only reach Yong Prefecture faster.

"Yes."

"It's right in front."

The little boy looked up at Su Qin, only a little strange, but it was still nodded and said: "There are a lot of miasma in Southern Witch Mountain."

"And..."

When the little boy said this, he looked all around cautiously and lowered his voice. Said: "Grandfather told me that there is Divine Immortal in Southern Witch Mountain. If you have nothing to do, don't get close..."

"Divine Immortal?"

Su Qin was taken aback for a moment.

But he reacted quickly, the "Divine Immortal" in the little boy's mouth was probably a Demon Sect martial artist.

Southern Witch Mountain is located deep in the Demon Sect main altar, and Demon Sect martial artist often enters and exits.

For an ordinary person like a little boy, those martial artists are no different from'Divine Immortal'.

"There will be heavy snow today. Go back early."

Su Qin glanced at the grandson, neither fast nor slow moved towards Southern Witch Mountain.

"Heavy snow?"

"You are not Divine Immortal, how did you know that there is heavy snow today?"

The little boy whispered whispered.

Although it is still snowing, it has obviously become smaller, and it should stop during the day.

How could it be heavy snow?

"grandfather."

"Are you okay?"

"Why haven't you spoken?"

At this moment, The little boy suddenly thought of something and turned his head and looked towards the old man next to him.

"Don't talk!"

The old man's face was pale as paper, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"grandfather, are you okay." The little boy realized something was wrong and hurried to the old man.

"You..."

The old man gave a wry smile, and fiercely glared at the little boy: "Do you know, our father, we are already at the gates of hell has been on it?"

"Huh?"

"the gates of hell?"

The little boy was puzzled: "grandfather you Refers to the person just now?"

The old man hearing this, his expression changed again, moved towards Su Qin, and he glanced in the direction where he left, and the expression flashed with fear: "Don’t you see, what’s the matter? Strange place?"

"Strange?"

The little boy blinked.

The old man sighed lightly, raised his leg and stepped on the snow, then looked towards the little boy: "What is this?"

"Footprints?"

Little boy as it should be by rights Tao.

"Why are there footprints?" the old man asked.

The little boy rolled the eyes: "grandfather, do you think I'm stupid? Now it's snowing, and the ground is all snow. If you step on it, of course there will be footprints..."

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"But you can see if there are any footprints on the way the man came just now." The old man took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice.

The little boy frowned, turned his head and looked around.

"Huh?"

The little boy complexion changed.

Because what he looked at was vast and boundless.

"No...no footprints..."

The little boy's face suddenly turned pale, as if he saw a ghost.

You must know that this year’s snow is very heavy. As early as a few days ago, the snow on the ground was several feet thick. If ordinary people walked on it, they would definitely leave thick footprints.

But now, the little boy did not find half of the footprint.

"One more point."

The old man settled down and continued: "Did you see that person is stained with snow?"

One out.

The little boy trembled directly.

Indeed.

When he first saw Su Qin, he felt a little strange.

But the little boy didn't think much at the time.

But at this moment the old man reminded that the little boy finally realized that no matter it was him or the old man, a lot of snowflakes were scattered on his body.

This is no way.

It is snowing, and they are not in the house. How can they not get some snow?

But the young monk just now was different.

His body,

clean and tidy,

not stained with dust.