Chapter 53

Huiwen Abbot's eyes swept, and he knew the doubts in your mind.

"Before I stepped into Yipin, I was similar to what you thought, but now..." Abbot Huiwen said this and continued.

"Until now, I realized how great the saint monk of our temple was. Compared with him, I'm afraid I'm not even a frog at the bottom of the well..."

Huiwen's face was full of bitterness and awe.

Not to mention the other actions of the saint monk's ancestors, only one year ago, the other side rescued Abbot Huiwen from being possessed by the devil. This kind of means is that Abbot Huiwen can't match him in his whole life.

Abbot Huiwen, from his heart, is also a great master. But if he is asked to save the next one, the only way is to hang his life at the cost of his own strength.

As for more, abbot Huiwen couldn't do it.

How complicated the human body is. After being possessed by the devil, the muscles and veins in the body of the warrior are in disorder, and their internal power is rampant. Even if a great master is a little careless, he can not save the other party, and may even accelerate the degree of being possessed by the devil.

But what about the monk?

It not only saved Abbot Huiwen's life, but also made him recover completely. This ability of reversing life and death is not too much.

When the other heads of the court heard Abbot Huiwen's words, they looked at each other and set off a huge wave in their hearts.

How did they not expect that Abbot Huiwen's evaluation of the saint monk was so high?

Especially the head of the commandment hall, at first he thought Abbot Huiwen was modest, but after listening for a long time, he found that Abbot Huiwen was completely speaking these words from the bottom of his heart.

"What are you crying about?"

"It should be a good thing that our Shaolin Temple has such a forefather in town!"

When the head of Bodhi hall saw the heads' expressions, he hummed coldly.

All of a sudden.

The other heads of the hospital suddenly woke up.

Yeah.

Even if what Abbot Huiwen said is true, the strength of the saint monk's ancestors can't be speculated, but isn't it a great good thing for Shaolin Temple?

Think of this, you head of the hospital face again rise excited color.

What the headmen didn't know, including Abbot Huiwen, was that all their conversations fell into the ears of Su Qin, who was sweeping the floor not far away.

"The sage?"

Su Qin can't laugh or cry.

Although he often heard from other Shaolin Temple disciples the four words "sage elder", now even Abbot Huiwen is honoring him as "elder", which makes Su Qin feel quite interesting.

Next.

After chatting with the heads of all the courtyards, abbot Huiwen separated and went back to each courtyard to do his own business.

Although it is a happy event for Abbot Huiwen to become a holy monk, we should not forget other things.

Su Qin also returned to the workhouse.

As soon as he arrived at the factotum, Su Qin saw some disciples gathering and whispering something.

"Have you heard? It is said that the helm of the magic gate in Yongzhou was cleaned by an unknown holy monk. "

"Many of the elders of the upper three realms of the demons, even the masters of the demons, all died."

"The huge magic gate collapsed overnight, and countless disciples of the magic gate scrambled for their lives. It was very sad."

A teenager said quickly, in a tone of great shock.

Su Qin heard this, slightly a Leng.

He clearly remembers that he did it a year ago?

Why are people still talking about it?

However, when Su Qin thought about it, he understood.

This life is no more than Su Qin's previous life, there is no network transmission, the speed of information transmission is naturally greatly reduced.

Yongzhou is thousands of miles away from Shaolin Temple.

Perhaps Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the court have special intelligence channels, and they have known about it for a long time.

But these little Shamis obviously have no such conditions.

When Su Qin thought about it.

The disciples began to talk again.

"It's true or not. There are so many masters at the helm of the magic gate. If it's so easy for people to clean up, how can the magic gate exist for so many years?"

"Of course, it's true. I tell you, the source of the news is absolutely possible. This is what a cousin of mine from Yongzhou said. It's absolutely true!"

The little monk who started to talk patted his chest and assured.

"I don't know which ancestor of Shaolin Temple is the nameless monk who cleaned the helm of the demon sect... It's a legend that he suppressed the demon sect by himself."

Some of the disciples looked admiring and whispered.

"Yes, I hope one day, I can have the strength of the nameless monk?"

The teenager's face is full of yearning.

"Don't dream. Even if you practice for a thousand years, you can't reach the level of the unknown monk."Next to him, a disciple rolled his eyes.

"That's right. If you have the dream time, you'd better work honestly. Maybe you can ask the headmaster to transfer you to the martial monk's and arhat's Academies...

" well, you dare to laugh at me! "

Young Sami, a teenager, was not happy.

Just then.

Seeing that Su Qin was walking this way, these disciples did not dare to continue to talk and scattered one after another.

For these disciples, Su Qin's "seniority" is very high, and he can even speak at the head of the hospital. Coupled with the age gap, and Su Qin basically does not speak at ordinary times, they are afraid when they see Su Qin.

Su Qin didn't care about that.

For Su Qin, the "eight trigrams" that his disciples talked about were usually heard, but they didn't pay attention to them at all.

Time goes by.

In the twinkling of an eye, three years passed.

In the past three years, with the continuous purification of Su Qin's internal power, he almost felt that the transformation of internal power was coming to an end.

"Almost."

"It should be today."

Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated. At night, he dived directly into the forbidden area of Houshan, ready to complete the transformation of his internal power here.

Houshan is the forbidden area of Shaolin Temple. With the seal left by "tuoa" arhat 900 years ago, it can be said that it is absolutely safe and hidden.

Whoo!

Suck!

Su Qin sat on his knees, and his internal power was constantly collapsing in his body.

Hum!!

I saw a cluster of invisible flames burning slowly, constantly purifying the internal power.

Time doesn't know how long it's been.

At some point.

The internal force in Su Qin's body seemed to be purified to a certain qualitative change, and all of them contracted in the Dantian. Then, a drop of liquid internal force appeared completely.

Compared with the previous gaseous internal force, the liquid internal force is obviously too strong, and there is a faint pressure rising.

This drop of liquid internal force seemed to cause a chain reaction. After that, drop after drop of liquid internal force appeared continuously, quickly integrated into every part of Su Qin's body, and constantly operated between the muscles and veins.

A few hours later.

Su Qin opened his eyes leisurely, and the deep part of his pupils seemed to be hanging upside down and turning slowly.

At this time, the transformation of Su Qin's internal power, mind and body was completed.

Three in one, that is a great success!

Whoo!

A breeze slowly blowing, with Suqin as the center, spread around.

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