Sign In Buddha’s Palm

The biggest difference between the upper three realms and the middle three realms warriors lies in their internal strength.

The body of a warrior of the upper three realms is washed by the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and the internal force is transformed. Under normal circumstances, a single strand of inner strength of a warrior of the upper three realms can crush a hundred strands of inner strength of a warrior of the middle three realms.

To put it simply, even if it is just the upper three realms that have just broken through, it can easily sweep the hundred middle three realms.

In addition to internal strength, the physical body of the upper three realm warriors has also been improved to a certain extent. Of course, the improvement here is far less than Dacheng's [King Kong Indestructible Magic].

"Is this a third-rank martial artist?"

Su Qin whispered to himself, looking excited.

Su Qin could clearly feel that at this moment, when he raised his hands and feet, he was faintly pulling the power of the world around him.

Su Qin punched out, and it was not his own power that erupted, but the mighty power of heaven and earth.

"It's no wonder that in the Shaolin Temple, only the third rank can become the head of each academy."

Su Qin's thoughts were up and down, and he realized the internal force that was constantly running in his body: "The gap between the third and fourth products is too big."

Su Qin was amazed.

Because the power controlled by the third-rank martial artist is not his own, but the power of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Su Qin finally realized the horror of Dacheng's [King Kong Indestructible Magic].

You must know that the [Vajra Indestructible Magic] has nothing to do with the power of heaven and earth, it is an external skill that refines the flesh.

But to be able to strengthen the physical body to the level of a three-level martial artist, it is tantamount to using one's own strength to compete with the outside world, which is simply incredible.

"It's almost time, it's time to go back."

Su Qin quickly restrained his breath, and possessed the control of Dacheng [King Kong Indestructible Magic] over his physical body. As long as he did not actively reveal his breath, even a first-grade grandmaster would not be able to detect any abnormality in front of him.

Whoosh!

Su Qin's figure turned into a phantom, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared.

If any disciple of Shaolin Temple passed by and saw this, they would be stunned, thinking they had seen a ghost.

Shaolin Temple is simple and quiet, detached from the outside world.

Just when Su Qin was about to return to the handyman's house, he saw a figure staring blankly at the back mountain.

"True?"

Su Qin recognized the genius of the Arhat Academy who had worshipped the Shaolin Temple at the same time as himself.

"Why do you think he's a little strange?" Su Qin noticed that Zhenzhen had a feeling of despair, as if he had been hit by something.

Zhenzhen saw Su Qin approaching and left quickly.

"What happened?" Su Qin muttered to himself.

Su Qin thought so, but had no intention of asking.

He is not familiar with Zhenxing. Although the two belong to the same generation of disciples of the word "zhen", and they are also disciples who entered the Shaolin Temple at the same time, they usually have almost no interaction.

As far as the truth is concerned, he is a genius of the Arhat Academy, and he may become the head of the first academy in the future, with a bright future, but what about Su Qin? But it is a sweeping monk.

Although the Shaolin Temple seeks to see through the red dust, the authenticity has obviously not reached this level.

After returning to the handyman's house, Su Qin heard the disciples of the handyman's house talking in a low voice.

"I heard about the true nature of the Arhat Academy, the whole family was slaughtered by the passing wicked warriors."

"I also heard about this. It is said that the abbot even called him over to comfort him."

"Consolation? The whole family is dead, what's the use of comfort?"

"Oh, how pitiful."

"So that's the case." Su Qin was slightly stunned when he thought of the genuine expression just now.

"The outside world is too dangerous."

"The Shaolin Temple is still better"

Su Qin was overwhelmed with emotion, and became more and more firm about Gou's idea of ​​staying in Shaolin Temple.

time flies.

Next, Su Qin resumed the days of sweeping the floor and signing in, circulating daily in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Puti Academy and the Magic Town Pagoda.

During this period, with Su Qin's great strength and entering the upper three realms, he began to try some forbidden places in Shaolin Temple that he had never been to before.

Fast forward four and a half years.

Outside the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, Su Qin held a broom in both hands, and leisurely cleaned the falling leaves.

In the past four and a half years, Su Qin has obtained countless treasures and panacea through signing in, and his strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and he has already stepped into the realm of a first-rank grandmaster.

A great master!

In today's martial arts world, a first-rank grandmaster is definitely a peak martial artist.

Martial arts myths do not come out, the first-rank grandmaster is the strongest.

In the world, there are only a handful of first-grade great masters, such as the national master of the Mengyuan Empire in the north, who overwhelmed the world, and Zhang Zhenren, who is in the line of Wudang Zhenwu.

Although the Shaolin Temple is a major martial arts sect in the world, in this generation, there is no first-rank holy monk.

If it weren't for the profound heritage of Shaolin Temple, I am afraid that it would have been removed from the world's martial arts major.

It can be seen how rare the first-grade Grandmaster is, any one can influence the situation and suppress one side.

"Ten years."

Su Qin is tall and straight, and his eyes are calm.

It has been ten years since he entered the Shaolin Temple.

In the past ten years, he has jumped from an ordinary person who is not even a ninth rank to a first-rank grandmaster who has shaken the world.

And vaguely is the strongest of this generation of Shaolin Temple.

You must know that even the current Abbot Huiwen of the Shaolin Temple is only the second rank, and the rest of the abbots are only the third rank.

It is incomparable to a first-grade grandmaster like Su Qin.

Su Qin was confident that with his current strength, even if Abbot Huiwen and the other abbots were added together, it would not be enough for him to fight with one hand.

"In the past ten years, there have been many new faces and many geniuses."

Su Qin sighed softly.

The Shaolin Temple recruits a large number of disciples every year to maintain the inheritance. In ten years, Su Qin has seen too much.

But no matter what happened, Su Qin was still unswervingly being a sweeping monk. He never changed his original intention and never wavered.

Even if the head of the House of Commons wanted to promote him, Su Qin resolutely refused.

Su Qin had long figured out that in the entire Shaolin Temple, only the floor sweeper can freely enter and exit most places.

Otherwise, if Su Qin is a disciple of the Arhat Institute, but runs around in other places all day, wouldn't it arouse suspicion?

Besides, whether it is the Arhat Academy or the Monk Academy, the disciples will receive the attention of the head of the academy and even the abbot.

There are too many secrets in Su Qin. If something is discovered, how to explain it?

Only a sweeping monk can perfectly cover up all of Su Qin's secrets.

Even the abbot of Shaolin Temple would not care too much about a sweeping monk in the temple.

Just when Su Qin quietly swept the ground outside the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

suddenly.

A loud shout echoed from the Dharma Academy.

"Beast, how dare you?!!!"

next moment.

hum! ! !

I saw the extremely rich demonic energy, and the madness began to spread, quickly covering the small half of the Shaolin Temple.

Mighty mighty,

"Hahahahaha!"

"Huiwen old man, you are old and your blood is depleted, how does it feel like my devil's palm?"

In the center of the endless demonic energy, a young man stared at the black light with a sneer on his face.