The Buddha's light is long and diffuses everywhere.
At this moment, Zhang Zhenren only felt that he was as insignificant as an ant, looking up at a god and Buddha that pierced the heavens and the earth.
supreme.
to greatness.
unrivaled.
poof.
Zhang Zhenren's thoughts fell into darkness, and he fell to the ground with a 'plop'.
"My lord."
"Thank you, my lord, for your help."
Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the various courtyards barely recovered from the shock, and bowed deeply in the direction of the back mountain.
After a while, all visions gradually dissipated.
"My lord, the strength of your lord is becoming more and more unimaginable." Abbot Huiwen sighed softly and said with emotion.
So far, Abbot Huiwen has seen Su Qin attack twice.
One time was when the demon lord went to Shaolin Temple to kill him, and the other time was when Daoist Zhang asked to see him today.
If we say that the first time Su Qin made a move to Abbot Huiwen, it felt as vast as heaven and earth, suppressing everything.
But now, Abbot Huiwen seems to feel the endless void, encompassing everything and inclusive of everything.
Although the sky and the earth are vast, they are limited after all, but the void is endless.
Of course, Su Qin made more than two shots, such as breaking into the Bodhidharma Courtyard to save Abbot Huiwen, who was in a state of madness, and complementing the Buddha's heart for "Xuan Ku".
It's just that in the eyes of Abbot Huiwen, these are not real moves.
"yes."
Hearing the words, the other heads of the hospital nodded in agreement.
The Venerable's methods are indeed unimaginable. Ordinary warriors, even first-rank grand masters, or even top-notch first-rank masters like Zhang Zhenren, who can fight ten thousand with one enemy and rule the world, they can barely accept it.
But like Su Qin, the Buddha's radiance pervades and visions are born, which is already the ability of the gods and Buddhas in the rumors.
"If it wasn't for His Holiness to make a move, we really might not be opponents of Zhang Zhenren."
The Head of the Monk Academy whispered.
Although the foundation of Shaolin Temple has greatly increased now, not only there are two more second-rank warriors, but also a first-rank holy monk like Abbot Huiwen sits in the temple.
And, besides that, there are thousands of Shaolin Temple disciples and so on.
But if you want to block Zhenren Zhang with these things, it will be very difficult.
With Zhang Zhenren's strength, once he is allowed to do his best, the destructive power produced by his gestures will definitely make people feel palpitating.
The reason why the supreme first-rank grand master is so powerful in the world, surpassing the first-rank grand master, depends on the absolute strength to suppress it.
Otherwise, how could the Demon Lord have dared to attack Shaoshi Mountain and threatened to destroy Shaolin Temple a few years ago
The heads of the hospital looked at each other, feeling very happy in their hearts.
At this moment, the head of the Discipline Academy seemed to have discovered something, and couldn't help saying: "Abbot, what should Daoist Zhang do?"
The voice of the leader of the Discipline Academy just fell.
The other heads of the hospital and Abbot Huiwen just remembered, and looked at Master Zhang who was lying on the ground.
The head of the Bodhidharma Institute braced himself, approached cautiously, took a general look and said: "It's not dead, it's just passed out."
The heads of the various courtyards looked at each other, and suddenly felt a little tricky.
"Since His Holiness has kept his hand, let's send him back to Wudang Mountain."
After a long time, Abbot Huiwen said slowly.
"good."
"I agree."
The rest of the heads of the hospital nodded slightly when they heard the words.
In their eyes, if Su Qin had the intention to kill, Zhang Zhenren might have died long ago. How could it be possible that he just passed out by now
Since Daoist Zhang is not dead, it means that His Holiness will keep his hand. In this case, Abbot Huiwen and the heads of the various courtyards will naturally follow Su Qin's wishes.
"How about this."
"I'll have someone send Zhenren Zhang back later."
Abbot Huiwen made a decision immediately.
The forbidden area behind the mountain.
"Really Zhang"
Su Qin sat cross-legged, a trace of emotion flashed deep in his eyes.
Once upon a time, Zhang Zhenren was still a big man who he could only look up to, and he couldn't even look up.
"So I'm already this strong?"
Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated, thinking silently in his heart.
Zhang Zhenren, who was once unattainable, couldn't even bear his breath at this moment, and was directly crushed and passed out.
"However, in terms of fighting strength, Master Zhang is stronger than the Demon Lord."
Su Qin compared Zhang Zhenren with the devil, and came to the conclusion that Zhang Zhenren was superior.
In fact, no matter whether it is Daoist Zhang or the Demon Lord, they are all first-rank grand masters who have transformed twice, and they are enough to be called dazzling in any era.
But it was a pity that he met Su Qin.
"However, Master Zhang's way of Tai Chi is a bit interesting. If there are enough opportunities in the future, it might not be possible to carry out the third transformation and reach the first rank of Dzogchen."
Su Qin speculated in his heart.
Su Qin's evaluation of Zhang Zhenren is already high enough. You must know that up to now, Su Qin only thinks that 'Xuan Ku' is expected to transform three times in the future and enter the realm of first-rank Dzogchen.
This is because 'Xuan Ku' has a complete Buddha heart and is often instructed by an Arhat Venerable like Su Qin.
Zhang Zhenren was able to reach this step by himself, which is already considered a peerless talent.
As for whether Zhang Zhenren can go further, Su Qin can't judge.
Every arhat venerable or martial arts myth has a different way of breaking through the realm, and it is even more impossible to judge the qi mechanism between the heaven and the earth in the dark.
Wudang Mountain.
Zhang Zhenren was not sent here by Shaolin disciples.
Halfway through the delivery, Zhang Zhenren had already woken up from a coma.
After a brief silence, Zhang Zhenren asked the escorted Shaolin disciples to go back, and returned to Wudang Mountain by himself.
Along the way, in Zhang Zhenren's mind, the scenes he saw in Shaolin Temple kept flashing, especially the figure that looked like a real god and Buddha at the last moment of memory.
soon.
Zhang Zhenren returned to Wudang Mountain.
When many disciples from Wudang Mountain saw Master Zhang, they were overjoyed immediately, and surrounded him one after another, looking at Master Zhang with concern.
"Master, are you okay?"
A Wudang Mountain disciple couldn't help asking.
It is really that there is something wrong with Zhang Zhenren's expression at this moment, and he is in a trance, as if he is still immersed in a certain emotion.
"fine."
"How can something happen to me?"
Zhang Zhenren shook his head and smiled bitterly.
When he went down the mountain this time, nothing happened to him, not even a trace of injury, but only Daoist Zhang knew in his heart that he might not be able to get rid of the shadow of that god-like figure in his life.
"Master, what did you see when you went to Shaolin Temple?"
Zhang Xiao squeezed in front of Zhang Zhenren, and asked cautiously.
Before Zhang Zhenren left, he only left one sentence to go down the mountain to seek Taoism, which made many Wudang Mountain disciples puzzled for a long time, but Zhang Xiao guessed that Zhang Zhenren probably went to Shaolin Temple to see the Venerable.
"What did Shaolin Temple see?"
Zhang Zhenren repeated in a low voice, with a trace of sarcasm on his face: "The old Taoist has always felt that even if it is a real martial arts myth, it takes a few tricks to defeat me and kill me."
"but now"
Master Zhang raised his head slowly, and looked deeply at Shaolin Temple in the same direction: "It's an old Taoist, I'm watching the sky from a well."
(end of this chapter)