Chapter 37

"If there were no accident, Huiwen would not be able to make it through tonight."

Su Qin carefully observed the deep breath of Abbot Huiwen in the eye Bodhi hall, and judged it in his heart.

"It's a pity."

Su Qin sighed.

After more than ten years in the temple, although Su Qin did not receive much preferential treatment, abbot Huiwen never specifically targeted him.

Even after the death of the head of the previous factotum, abbot Huiwen went to Su Qin and asked him if he had the will to return to the secular life.

It can be said that Huiwen, as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, didn't lead Shaolin Temple to prosperity, but at least he kept his foundation and let Su Qin sign the contract quietly for more than ten years.

"If Huiwen dies, there will be chaos in Shaolin Temple, and even the outside forces will peep."

"At that time, I'm afraid it's impossible for me to sweep the floor and sign in as leisurely as before."

Su Qin thought in his heart.

"That's all."

"After more than ten years of fasting, we can't ignore it."

Su Qin's heart moved, and his whole body was covered with many inexplicable fields.

In the field, the line of sight is blurred, even the light is beginning to twist, and only a vague figure standing there can be discerned.

...

deep in Bodhi hall.

The heads of the court gathered together with a look of deep sorrow.

"Can't the abbot be saved?"

The head of Dharma hall looked at the head of Bodhi hall and asked in a deep voice.

In the past year, abbot Huiwen closed the door and wanted to break through. Everything in Shaolin Temple was handled by the head of Dharma temple.

However, the head of Dharma hall never expected that Abbot Huiwen's breakthrough would be like this!

The head of Bodhi hall shakes his head slightly and looks dignified: "he is possessed by the devil and his muscles are in disorder. Even if the great master Yipin spends a lot of cultivation, he can only save his life, but he can't recover completely..."

this is a saying.

The rest were silent.

In fact, they had been prepared for what the head of Bodhi Hall said.

The most taboo of martial arts practitioners is to be possessed by the devil, because being possessed by the devil is the collapse of one's internal power and disorderly movement of muscles and veins, which is basically equivalent to having no remedy.

"Abbot."

The head of the martial monk's house looked at Abbot Huiwen, who was sitting on his knees, but his face was as white as paper. He spoke in a low voice.

Other heads of the hospital also looked sad.

Especially the head of Dharma Academy.

Now he took over all the affairs of Shaolin Temple on behalf of Abbot Huiwen, and immediately realized that if Abbot Huiwen died, what impact would it have on Shaolin Temple.

Although there is no lack of martial arts in Shaolin Temple, abbot Huiwen is the only one who has two grades of martial arts.

If you lose Abbot Huiwen, Shaolin Temple is equal to those who have no second class martial arts.

Originally, as one of the most important martial arts schools in the world, Shaolin temple did not have a great master, which was enough to arouse doubts from the outside world.

The reason why nothing has happened so far is that Shaolin Temple has a deep foundation and no one dares to challenge it.

But if Shaolin Temple can't even bring out a second-class member, no matter how deep the inside information is, it's impossible to convince the public.

At that time, Shaolin Temple was removed from the world's martial arts and was directly besieged by many forces.

Neither of these two is the price Shaolin Temple can afford.

Just then.

Huiwen Abbot slowly opened his eyes and said: "this time I'm too anxious."

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

At the moment, the internal force in his body is completely disordered. He can't even move. Now he can barely speak, which is a strong willpower.

"Abbot, you must be OK."

The head of the martial monk's Academy approached immediately, his eyes red.

Abbot Huiwen shook his head and looked at the head of the Dharma Temple: "after my death, everything in Shaolin Temple will be handed over to you."

The head of the Dharma hall nodded with a heavy look.

In any case, no matter how much it costs, the inheritance of Shaolin Temple can not be destroyed.

All of a sudden.

Just then.

There was a sudden noise outside the Bodhi hall.

"Who are you? How dare you break into Bodhi hall? "

There was a loud shout from a martial monk.

Outside the Bodhi courtyard, a large number of visiting monks stare at an indistinct figure.

Because of the closure of Abbot Huiwen, the Bodhi hall has long been blocked by many monks.

"Get out of the way."

Su Qin is too lazy to explain. At the moment, his body shape and appearance are covered by internal power. No one can recognize him.

Hum!!!

Su Qin's pace is not urgent, but every step is covered by a terrible pressure.Under this pressure, all the martial monks looked at the God as if they were a mole ant. Their internal power stopped in a moment, and they fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

This is because Su Qin didn't kill people.

Otherwise, with his strength, it was impossible for any monk to survive just now.

Soon.

Su Qin came to the depths of Bodhi hall.

As soon as you heard the shouting of the monks outside, you saw a vague figure coming in, and your face changed greatly.

At this moment, even if you can't react, you realize that this fuzzy figure suddenly intruded is a very terrible existence.

Many monks guarding outside the Bodhi temple are elite of Shaolin Temple. Even Abbot Huiwen, a second-class warrior, needs a moment to break in.

But what about this vague figure?

Did you come in without a moment?

How terrible is this power?

"Get out of here!"

The head of the martial monk's Academy roared, and his breath soared rapidly. He punched Su Qin hard.

This fist gathered the life-long strength of the head of the martial monk's Academy, and even sublimed to the utmost in the end, making a breakthrough again, which was enough to make the second grade martial artists lose their luster.

However.

Under the incredible eyes of all.

The fist of the head of the martial monk's Academy was only ten meters around the fuzzy figure, and then it was like falling into the mire, directly confined in the same place.

"Trouble!"

Su Qin frowned and let out a little breath.

In a flash.

A terrible field covered the sky and covered the whole Dharma hall in an instant.

All the headmen in this field are like insects in amber, unable to move.

Not only that, their internal power seemed to be frightened, and they were afraid to come out in the elixir field.

This scene completely surprised all the headmen.

They are a group of warriors in the upper three realms, aren't they? Even if it is placed in the world, it can be regarded as a strong one.

But in front of Su Qin, he was as fragile as a baby. Without lifting his hand, they had lost their resistance.

What kind of strength can this be achieved?

The head of the Dharma academy felt numb on the scalp, and looked at the vague figure, trembling and panicking in his heart.

And just then.

Su Qin passed one after another by his confinement in the first place, came to Huiwen abbot.

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