"If there are no accidents, Huiwen probably won't be able to survive tonight."
Su Qin carefully observed the aura belonging to Abbot Huiwen in the depths of the Bodhi Courtyard, and judged in his heart.
"Pity."
Su Qin sighed softly.
After more than ten years in the temple, although Su Qin has not received much preferential treatment, Abbot Huiwen has never targeted him specifically.
Even after the last head of the Handyman's Academy passed away, Abbot Huiwen went to Su Qin specifically to ask Su Qin if he was willing to return to vulgarity.
It can be said that Huiwen, as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, although he did not lead Shaolin Temple to prosperity, at least kept the foundation and allowed Su Qinan to sign the contract for more than ten years quietly.
"If Huiwen dies, Shaolin Temple will inevitably be in chaos, and it will even cause outside forces to peep."
"By then, I'm afraid it will be impossible for me to sweep the floor and sign in as leisurely as before."
Su Qin thought in his heart.
"That's all."
"The feeling of fasting for more than ten years cannot be ignored."
With a thought in Su Qin's mind, several meters around his body were immediately enveloped in inexplicable fields.
Within the field, the vision was blurred, and even the light began to distort faintly, and only a vague figure standing there could be vaguely recognized.
Deep in the Bodhi Court.
All the heads of the hospital gathered together, their expressions filled with deep sorrow.
"Is it true that the abbot can't be saved?"
The head of the Dharma courtyard looked at the head of the Bodhi courtyard and asked in a deep voice.
For a year, Abbot Huiwen retreated and wanted to break through. All matters in Shaolin Temple were handled by the head of Bodhidharma.
It's just that the head of the Bodhidharma Academy never expected that Abbot Huiwen's breakthrough this time would end like this!
The head of the Bodhi Academy shook his head slightly, with a dignified expression: "He has gone mad, his tendons and veins are in disarray, even if a first-rank grand master expends his cultivation, he can only save his life. As for completely recovering, it is basically impossible."
As soon as this word came out.
The rest of the heads were silent.
In fact, they had long been prepared for what the head of the Bodhi Court would say.
For martial arts practitioners, the most taboo thing is to go crazy, because going crazy is the collapse of one's own internal force, and the chaotic flow of tendons is basically equivalent to no cure.
"Abbot."
The head of the monk academy looked at Abbot Huiwen, who was sitting cross-legged, but his face was as pale as paper, and said in a low voice.
The other heads of the hospital also looked sad.
Especially the head of the Bodhidharma Academy.
Now he takes over all matters of Shaolin Temple instead of Abbot Huiwen, and immediately realizes what impact it will have on Shaolin Temple if Abbot Huiwen passes away.
Although Shaolin Temple has many warriors of the upper three realms, but the second-rank warrior is only Abbot Huiwen.
If Abbot Huiwen is not in charge, Shaolin Temple will be equivalent to having no second-rank warriors.
Originally, as the world's top martial arts master, Shaolin Temple did not have a first-rank grand master sitting in it, which was enough to arouse doubts from the outside world.
The reason why nothing has happened so far is entirely because Shaolin Temple has a profound heritage and no one dares to provoke it.
But if Shaolin Temple can't even produce a second-ranker, no matter how unfathomable the background is, it is impossible to convince the public.
At that time, Shaolin Temple will be removed from the world's martial arts sects, or directly besieged by many forces.
Neither of these two is a price that Shaolin Temple can afford.
at this time.
Abbot Huiwen slowly opened his eyes, and said with difficulty: "This time I was too anxious."
Abbot Huiwen's face was pale, without a trace of blood.
At this moment, the internal energy in his body was completely disordered, and he couldn't even move. Now that he can barely speak, he already has strong willpower.
"Abbot, you must be fine."
The head of the monk's academy approached immediately, his eyes were red and he said.
Abbot Huiwen shook his head and looked at the head of the Dharma Academy: "After I pass away, everything in Shaolin Temple will be handed over to you."
Bodhidharma nodded his head with a heavy expression.
No matter what, no matter how much the price is paid, the inheritance of Shaolin Temple cannot be destroyed.
Sudden.
at this time.
There was a sudden commotion outside the Bodhi courtyard.
"Who are you? How dare you break into the Bodhi Court?"
A warrior monk shouted violently.
Outside the Bodhi Courtyard, a large number of patrolling monks stared at an indistinct figure as if facing a formidable enemy.
Due to Abbot Huiwen's retreat, the Bodhi Courtyard has long been blocked by many monks.
"Step aside."
Su Qin didn't bother to explain. At this moment, his body, description and appearance were covered by internal forces and secret methods, and it was impossible for anyone to recognize his identity.
hum! ! !
Su Qin's pace was not in a hurry, but every time he took a step, a terrifying pressure covered him.
Under this pressure, all the monks stared directly at the high gods like ants, their internal power stagnated for a moment, they fell to the ground with a thump, and passed out.
That's why Su Qin didn't kill him.
Otherwise, with his strength, it is impossible for any monk to survive just now.
soon.
Su Qin came to the depths of the Bodhi Courtyard.
The heads of the academy just heard the violent shouting of the monks outside, and then saw a vague figure walking in, and their expressions changed drastically.
At this moment, even if the heads of the hospital were unable to react, they also realized that the blurry figure who broke in suddenly was an extremely terrifying existence.
The many warrior monks guarding outside the Bodhi Court are all the elites of Shaolin Temple, even for a second-rank warrior like Abbot Huiwen, it would take a moment to break in.
But what about the blurry figure in front of him
Didn't even pass for a moment, and then came in
What kind of terrifying strength is this
"Let me go!"
The head of the Wu Monk Academy roared, his breath rose rapidly, and he punched Su Qin fiercely.
This punch gathered the lifetime strength of the head of the monk academy, and even sublimated it to the utmost in the end, breaking through again, enough to make second-rank warriors look pale.
However.
Under the incredible eyes of everyone.
The fuzzy figure who was only ten meters away from the head of the Wu Monk Academy's punch was directly imprisoned in place as if stuck in a quagmire.
"trouble!"
Su Qin frowned and let out a little breath.
In an instant.
A terrifying field covered the sky and the sun, instantly covering the entire Bodhi Courtyard.
Under this kind of field, all the heads of the hospital are like bugs in amber, unable to move.
Not only that, the internal force in their bodies seemed to be frightened by some kind of fright, and they were instantly shriveled in their dantians, not daring to come out.
This scene completely shocked all the heads of the hospital.
Are they a group of upper three realm warriors? Even if it is placed in the world, it can be regarded as a strong one.
But in front of Su Qin, they were as fragile as babies. The other party didn't even raise their hands, and they all lost the ability to resist.
What kind of strength is this to achieve such a degree
The heads of the Bodhidharma Academy's scalp were numb, and they looked at the blurred figure, trembling and panicking in their hearts.
And at this moment.
Su Qin walked past the heads of the courtyard who were imprisoned by him one after another, and came to Abbot Huiwen.
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