Chapter 25

"What's the matter?"

Abbot Huiwen was full of doubts.

"This is... The old blood eater?"

Hearing Abbot approaching the old blood eating devil, Hui's face changed slightly.

At this moment, although the old blood eating devil has changed his face for a long time, the more powerful the evil spirit is.

In today's world, although there are some martial artists in the upper three realms, each of them is famous, let alone a demon in the upper three realms?

Huiwen Abbot just thought for a moment, and through the breath of the blood eating old devil, he determined his identity.

"The magic tower?"

"Old blood eating devil..."

What did Abbot Huiwen guess.

When Abbot Huiwen was thinking.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Just then.

The heads of the court also arrived in a hurry.

"Abbot?"

"What's going on here?"

"Why do I feel the smell of a demon?"

The head of the Luohan hospital scanned his eyes and asked.

The rest of the headmen heard the speech and immediately looked at Abbot Huiwen.

In their opinion, abbot Huiwen should know more than they did when he arrived here first.

"I'm not much ahead of you, either."

"When I first came here, it was already like this."

Huiwen gave Abbot a wry smile and told him what he thought.

"What?"

"Abbot, do you mean that this corpse belongs to the old blood eating devil?" The head of Luohan hospital was slightly surprised.

"According to the information collected by Shaolin Temple, the old blood eating devil is no more than the third grade devil, but now the strength of this corpse is far more than the third grade, at least the second grade, and even the peak of the second grade."

The head of Dharma Hall said slowly.

That's what I said.

Many heads of the court suddenly changed color.

What they care about is not whether the corpse is the second-class peak.

But if it's true, as the head of the Dharma Academy said, why does the top of Tangtang second class die here?

The headmen of the hospital have already checked the wound condition of the old blood eating devil for a long time. The viscera suddenly disintegrated. Killing the old blood eating devil is obviously a fatal move.

Who on earth can kill a second grade peak in an instant?

In addition, the headmen found a trace of deep fear in the residual look on the old blood eating devil's face.

It's obvious that before he died, he was in a desperate state.

It can make a second class leader feel hopeless and can't even run away...

many hospital leaders feel cold.

"I'm afraid I know what's going on about the power of the old blood eating devil."

At this time, abbot Huiwen came out of the magic tower and said in a deep voice: "the old blood eating devil should be disguised as the devil in the lower three realms, and was deliberately suppressed to the magic tower. Then he took the opportunity to devour the essence and blood vitality of all the demons in the tower, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds..."

Abbot Huiwen said slowly.

The other heads of the hospital nodded their heads after hearing the speech.

Indeed, according to Abbot Huiwen, it can explain something.

It's just that...

the most important thing doesn't make sense.

The head of the Luohan courtyard asked, "abbot, why did the old blood eating devil die here?"

"This..."

Abbot Huiwen was silent.

That's what he didn't want to understand the most.

With the power of the blood eating old devil, even he can only hold off at most, but if he wants to kill, especially in an instant, he can't do it at all.

"Is it the hand of the eminent monk?"

The head of the commandment hall guessed.

Some time ago, the descendant of the magic Buddha caused chaos in Shaolin Temple. It was precisely because of the saint monk that Shaolin Temple survived the disaster.

At that time, everyone, including Abbot Huiwen, believed that Shaolin Temple had a sage level ancestor sitting in secret.

Now.

The old blood eating devil died in front of the magic tower for no reason, so the head of the commandment hall had this guess.

The whole Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid only the saint monk has such strength.

"That's the only possibility."

Huiwen Abbot nodded slightly.

"By the way, although these disciples passed out in a coma, their lives were safe." Abbot Huiwen comes to Zhenzhi.

"Although some of the Qi and blood were swallowed up, it didn't hurt the root. After a few months of cultivation, it can recover."

Abbot Huiwen checked Zhenzhi's body and nodded.

"Don't wake up yet!"

Hearing Abbot's advice, Hui whispered.

Dong!!!

It's like a bronze and aluminum bell ringing in Zhenzhi's mind.

True wisdom, whose consciousness had fallen into darkness, suddenly felt a light coming."Abbot..."

Zhenzhi opened his eyes, saw Huiwen abbot and many hospital heads, and subconsciously wanted to get up and salute.

"Don't move."

"You are short of Qi and blood and need to recuperate."

Huiwen Abbot pressed Zhenzhi and said.

"Younger martial brothers, are you ok?" Zhenzhi asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry."

Huiwen said with a smile on Abbot's face, "there was a holy monk's hand, and the old blood eating devil died on the spot, and none of his disciples was injured."

Huiwen was full of respect in Abbot's tone.

The saint monk saved Shaolin Temple several times before the successor of the demon Buddha. Now he killed the old blood eating devil. This kind of kindness is enough for Shaolin Temple to cast gold body for him and worship him for thousands of generations.

"The sage?"

True wisdom looks a Leng.

At the last moment when his consciousness fell into darkness, he did see someone coming.

Although Zhenzhi could only see a vague shadow at that time, from his slender figure, he should not be too old.

How could it be an ancestor?

However, even if Zhenzhi had such doubts, he could see that Abbot Huiwen and all the heads of the court were very conscientious. He could only feel that he was wrong.

"All right."

"After a few days, you go to Dharma hall and get a blood tonic pill." Huiwen said.

Buxue pill is a kind of pill specially used to replenish qi and blood.

Zhenzhi is deficient in Qi and blood. Taking buxuedan can greatly speed up the recovery.

"Thank you, abbot."

Zhenzhi immediately said gratefully.

...

just when Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the court secretly guessed who the saint monk was, Su Qin had already returned to the factotum.

When things are done, brush your clothes and hide your merits and fame.

For the Shaolin Temple, Su Qin's several moves are tantamount to saving the lives of thousands of Shaolin disciples and saving the temple from destruction.

But in Su Qin's view, it was just a random move, killing a few flies.

"On such a day, I want nothing to sign in, improve my strength and be at ease..."

Su Qin is in a good mood.

A few hours later.

When the Shaolin Temple quieted down again, Su Qin quietly slipped out of the service yard and came to an open hill.

The moon is high.

Sprinkle heavy like the curtain of the moon.

Su Qin sat on his knees, and the Taiyin refining technique was running slowly. The endless power of Taiyin poured into his body and blended into every piece of flesh and blood.

"Sure enough..."

"the combination of Taiyin body refining technique and Vajra does not damage the divine skill. The combination of the power of the extreme Yin and the power of the extreme Yang has a miraculous effect on the forging of the body!"

Su Qin opened his eyes, clearly felt the slowly rising body, and flashed a trace of deep in his eyes.

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