Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Chapter 67 Want to take a peek at Shaolin, the ninth day has already turned out! (Four more!)

"There is a Venerable Arhat in Shaolin Temple?"

The man in white clothes with the marks of flying knives faintly frowned slightly.

If there are people who are familiar with all things in Jianghu and martial arts, they will definitely recognize that the man in white is the descendant of Xiao Li Feidao.

Xiao Li Fei Dao, there are no examples of false hair.

These eight characters are famous all over the world, even those first-rank grandmasters who are in the martial arts are extremely afraid of flying knives.

"It shouldn't be Venerable Arhat, but it's just a rumor spread on the rivers and lakes."

The man in white thought for a while, then shook his head.

You must know that whether it is Venerable Arhat or martial arts myth, it is difficult to find one in several eras.

If the Shaolin Temple really has Venerable Arhats in charge, how could it be spread by the outside world that there is no great master of the first rank, and almost fell out of the ranks of the world's martial arts masters?

"It's just that the devil's death is a fact. With the strength of the devil, he can't escape even if he escapes. I'm afraid it is a first-rank great consummation."

The man in white touched his chin, his eyes thoughtful.

He is not a fool, even if he doesn't think that Shaolin Temple has Venerable Arhats, he will not think that Shaolin Temple is a soft persimmon.

"But isn't that what I want?"

"A first-rank Great Perfection, if I observe his 'God', can it give me enough pressure?"

There was a flash of heat in the eyes of the white-robed man.

The man in white didn't mean to provoke the first-rank Great Perfection of the Shaolin Temple.

The first-grade Great Perfection physical body, spiritual sense, and internal power have all completed transformation, and they are extremely perfect, far beyond what he can resist.

The man in white just wanted to use the feeling of the power of the opponent's 'God' to press him to take that last step.

The descendants of flying knives in the past dynasties have different personalities.

Some are approachable, some are gentle, some hate evil, and some pursue the limits of martial arts.

And this man in white is to pursue the limit of martial arts as a lifelong pursuit.

Every generation of flying knives has mastered the unique skills of flying knives.

The flying knife skills of the flying knife descendants are different from the vast majority of martial arts in the world.

Flying Knife Secret Art is a subtle art.

To put it simply, if you want to block the flying knife swung by the descendant of the flying knife, it is useless to rely on internal force and physical body.

You can only rely on whether your own 'god' is strong enough.

If "God" can stop it, live.

If 'God' can't stop him, he will die.

therefore.

Normally, when a warrior below the first rank encounters a descendant of the flying knife, he will surely die. As for the great master of the first rank

Only the first-grade Grandmaster who began to breed his own 'God' can block it.

But this is not absolute, it still depends on whether the 'god' who is the descendant of the flying knife is strong enough.

Of course, flying knife skills are not without flaws.

Every time the Flying Knife Heirs wields a knife, he will basically use up all his energy and energy, and it will take a while to recover. At that time, the Flying Knife Heirs might not even be able to beat an ordinary person.

When fighting individually, the descendants of the flying knife can instantly kill any martial artist below the first-rank Grandmaster.

But in the face of besieging and killing, the descendants of the flying knife may have to admit defeat.

Because he can only make one knife in a short period of time, after one knife, it is equivalent to a waste.

And the man in white wielded a total of nine knives since he was born, and with each knife a powerful warrior fell.

By wielding these nine knives, the man in white keeps sharpening his own 'god', almost only one step away, he can transform the god and condense the spirit.

Unfortunately, this step seems simple, but in fact it is like a moat.

If there is not enough external stimulation, and under the oppression of the "God" of powerful warriors, the descendant of the flying knife will not be able to complete this last leap.

"Unfortunately, the Eunuch Zhao in the Tang Palace is suspected of condensing spiritual sense, but I can't enter the palace at all."

The man in white sighed.

"but."

"I can't enter the palace, but I can still enter the Shaolin Temple."

The man in white was shocked.

Although Shaolin Temple is a major martial arts sect in the world, it does not prohibit pilgrims from entering to worship the Buddha.

Men in white clothes can disguise themselves as pilgrims and sneak into the Shaolin Temple.

As long as he enters the Shaolin Temple, the man in white can feel all the 'gods' in the vicinity through the unique skill of flying knives.

As long as the first-grade Dzogchen is still in Shaolin Temple, he cannot escape the perception of the man in white.

Shaolin Temple.

Su Qin completed today's sign-in opportunity, and turned his eyes slightly to look outside the Shaolin Temple.

Since the death of the demon master, there have been many spies hiding in the dark outside the Shaolin Temple, and even the pilgrims who come to the temple to worship the Buddha every day are disguised as warriors.

Regarding this scene, although Su Qin was very clear, he was too lazy to take action. As long as he didn't disturb him, the rest would be handled by the abbot's head.

"By the way, Jiuyang Divine Art is cultivated to the extreme. It is said that you can burn mountains and boil seas like the sun."

"You can try it today."

Su Qin thought for a moment.

The Jiuyang Shengong is originally a Buddhist magic. Su Qin’s practice of the Jiuyang Shengong is an indirect mutual confirmation with the founder of the Jiuyang Shengong.

After entering the realm of 'Arhat', it is necessary to gather the Tao of hundreds of schools to prove himself.

Thinking of this, Su Qin returned to the forbidden area in the back mountain, sat cross-legged, and quickly performed Jiuyang Divine Art.

Outside the Daxiong Palace.

The man in white turned into a pilgrim and walked to a corner without leaving a trace.

After stopping, the man in white glanced around and took a deep breath.

"Just a moment."

"Observing other people's 'gods' with the unique skill of flying knives.

The man in white was calm, thinking silently in his heart.

As for whether he could afford a 'God' of a rank one Great Perfection, the man in white still had this confidence.

As a descendant of this generation of flying knives, he is very good at "gods". As long as he doesn't kill himself, to observe a "god" of martial arts mythology, it should not be a big problem.

Thinking of this, the man in white closed his eyes gently, raised his right hand, and touched the flying knife mark between his eyebrows.

hum! !

next moment.

The man in white only felt that his spirit was infinitely high, and he could vaguely perceive the little 'spots of light' scattered all around him.

"Is that the 'god' of many disciples and pilgrims of Shaolin Temple?"

The man in white did not pay attention to these, and continued to spread his thoughts, spreading in all directions.

"this is not."

"That's not it either."

The man in white frowned slightly, sweating faintly.

If he continues, he will probably exceed his limit. .

Just when the man in white was about to give up.

His thoughts finally spread to the forbidden area behind the Shaolin Temple.

next moment.

The man in white 'sees' an unforgettable scene.

I saw that within the range of his perception, nine rounds of vast and scorching sun suddenly appeared.

The nine suns are in the sky, and the rays of light are overwhelming, illuminating the darkness and burning the void. Where the nine suns pass, all things are lonely and their life is extinct.

"This is this this."

The man in white only felt that his 'god' was beginning to collapse, he knelt on the ground with a thud, his eyes were bleeding, and his expression was extremely frightened.

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