Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

Chapter 8

Outside the Bodhidharma Academy.

Abbot Huiwen’s face was pale, and a black palm print was faintly visible on his lower abdomen.

This palm print seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow of Abbot Huiwen, and the wisps of magic qi lingered like a tarsal maggot.

Behind the abbot Huiwen, the heads of the hospital were staring at the young man who was shooting black eyes.

“Trueness, you, how can you…” The head of the Luohan Academy was full of anger.

The young man in front of him was truly a genius disciple of the Luohan Academy.

Just half an hour ago, Zhenxing informed Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the hospital on the grounds of knowing about the “Devil Buddha”.

But at a critical moment, he attacked Abbot Huiwen and succeeded.

“say no more.”

At this moment, Abbot Huiwen took a deep breath, barely suppressed the injury, and looked towards the truth: “Truth, you are the descendant of this generation of Demon Buddha.”

Since 900 years ago, a certain patriarch of Shaolin Temple who attained the fruit status of Arhat suppressed the Demon Buddha in the back mountains.

After that, every hundred years, there will be magical thoughts to break free of the seal and bewitch the disciples of Shaolin Temple.

Any disciple of Shaolin Temple who has been bewitched will regard himself as a descendant of the Demon Buddha, and his own strength will be strengthened by the demon thought, so he can climb to the second rank or even the first rank in a short period of time.

In addition, every descendant of the Demon Buddha will hate Shaolin Temple incomparably and aim to destroy Shaolin Temple.

In the past 900 years, there have been eight descendants of the Demon Buddha in Shaolin Temple.

And authenticity is the ninth place.

In order to solve the first eight descendants of the Demon Buddha, Shaolin Temple paid a heavy price, especially in the last century, the four remaining sacred monks in the Shaolin Temple did not hesitate to use forbidden techniques in order to kill the descendants of the Demon Buddha at that time.

As a result, the four great monks passed away one after another. Until sixty years ago, the last one sat down, and there were no more holy monks sitting in Shaolin Temple.

“Hahahahaha.”

“Yes, I am the descendant of Demon Buddha!”

Truth does not bother to deny it, and generously admits his identity.

The descendant of the Demon Buddha…

Even if you had guessed it a long time ago, when you heard these four words, the heads of the hospital looked extremely ugly.

For Shaolin Temple, the successor of the Demon Buddha is more like a curse, once every 100 years, it will abruptly bring down Shaolin Temple.

Otherwise, based on the background of the Martial Dao in Shaolin Temple, even a holy monk will not be cultivated in this generation.

“Trueness, how dare you be like this?! Shaolin Temple is not bad to you, accepting you as a disciple, teaching you magical skills, you…”

The head of the Arhat Academy stared at the truth, as if flames could be ejected from his eyes.

Since Zhenxing entered Shaolin Temple for ten years, the head of the Arhat Academy really cultivated him as a nephew, and even prepared to let Zhenxing take over the position of the head of the Arhat Academy in the future.

But he couldn’t even dream that Zhenxing dared to do such a violent thing.

“Not thin?!”

When Zhenxue heard this, his face was full of sarcasm: “My whole family was slaughtered, what are you doing at Shaolin Temple?”

“Brother comforted me, the head of the hospital comforted me, the abbot comforted me, but you know that I don’t want comfort at all!!”

Every time the true nature utters a word, the surrounding devilish energy skyrocketed by one point.

“Shaolin Temple, as the world’s Martial Dao sect, can only comfort people if it claims to be a righteous way?”

The killing intent in the true discourse boils: “Fake benevolence and false righteousness, hypocrisy, the Shaolin Temple should be destroyed!!”

As soon as the true voice fell, the devilish energy began to vibrate wildly.

Vaguely, a half-gold and half-black demon Buddha’s golden body, self-reality emerges behind it.

“comfort?”

The head of the monastery academy was furious: “Then you know that in order to avenge you, the brother did not hesitate to violate the precepts, went down the mountain privately, chased for three months, and killed the murderer in the vast sea to the west?”

“All right.”

“Needless to say.”

The head of the Arhat Academy calmed down and looked towards the truth: “The descendant of the Demon Buddha is the enemy of Shaolin Temple. Since you are the descendant of the Demon Buddha, the poor monk should clean up the door himself.”

The skin of the head of the Luohan Academy is faintly colored.

As one of Shaolin Temple’s most researched people on [Vajra is not bad magic], even if the head of the Arhat Academy is some distance from Dacheng’s [Vajra is not bad], his body is much stronger than other heads.

Coupled with the vigorous Internal Energy of the third rank Practitioner, from a certain perspective, the strength of the head of the Luohan Academy is at least ranked in the top three among the heads of the Academy.

“The murderer was killed?”

The trueness was taken aback for a moment, and then, deep in his pupils, a thick black glow appeared again: “So what, can my whole family of eighteen survive?”

boom! ! !

Devilishness is overwhelming.

The heads of the hospital took the first shot and faintly formed a big formation.

Abbot Huiwen sat in Lotus Position, suppressing the black palm prints on his lower abdomen.

However.

After a while.

Click.

I saw that the heads of the hospital suddenly retreated, their expressions were as pale as paper, and they vomited blood on the spot.

“It’s useless.”

“I’m in the second rank, you guys are too weak.”

Trueness smiled contemptuously.

“Huiwen, aren’t you going to make a move?”

Turning his true gaze, he looked at Abbot Huiwen, jokingly saying: “The power of the demon Buddha is not so easy to recover.”

“Besides, even if you recover, what can you do? You are the second rank, and I am also the second rank. The power of the Demon Buddha naturally restrains the Buddhism Cultivation Technique. Even if you return to the heyday, you will not be my opponent.”

The true killing intent is boiling: “If you have a sacred monk in your Shaolin Temple generation, I will leave without saying a word.”

“It’s a pity, there are no holy monks in your Shaolin Temple.”

“Since there is no one, go to death.”

The truthful words just fell.

The light suddenly became dim, covering Abbot Huiwen and the chiefs of the hospital like a ghost.

Endless black mist rushed from all directions. In these black mist, there was a strange power, as if someone was whispering, even the spirit could invade the candle.

All of a sudden, except for Abbot Huiwen who was able to barely stay awake, the other heads of the hospital began to sink slowly.

Abbot Huiwen’s face was as pale as paper, and a faint golden light emerged from his body, and he was the only one who persisted on the court.

But even so, Abbot Huiwen felt that his own power was declining at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it would be completely defeated within a quarter of an hour at most.

Once he can’t hold on, the entire Shaolin Temple will really be destroyed.

“Is it possible that the Shaolin Temple has been passed down for thousands of years. Is it really going to be destroyed at this time?”

Abbot Huiwen looked sad and desperate.

The Shaolin Temple has gone out of the world of ‘Arhats’, the Martial Dao sect. It has been passed down for thousands of years and experienced many winds and waves. How can it be destroyed at this moment?

Abbot Huiwen was full of unwillingness.

Just when Abbot Huiwen was about to detonate everything in himself, even if he couldn’t die together, he would severely damage the descendants of the Demon Buddha…

Outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Fallen leaves keep falling.

Su Qin stopped sweeping the floor, raised his right hand, and gently clamped a falling leaf.

“Non-vegetation……”

Su Qin’s eyes drooped, sighed, and flicked his fingers. The fallen leaves between his fingers cut through the air in a flash, and disappeared in the direction of Dharma Academy.