"Hoo ......"

The glazed fire was extinguished with the wind, and the figure of the old monk was no longer in front of him.

There was only a small pile of irregular colorful crystalline particles on the ground.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The empty old monk took a group of small bald heads to bow to the colorful particles, and then said slowly: "With the old man, welcome the Buddha bone relics of Uncle Zhanguo into the relics pagoda." ”

"Yes!"

A group of little bald heads sobbed as they got up from the ground.

Monk Chunzhen wiped away his tears, ran into the temple, and not long after, holding an old treasure letter, kneeling beside the empty silence, counting the colorful relics, and putting them into the treasure letter.

"Abbot, he ......"

After finishing the tidying, a small monk pointed to Chen Yi, who was still standing.

The old monk of emptiness took a look: "This is a disciple who was accepted for your master on behalf of your master, and from today on, he is your uncle." ”

"Huh?"

"Ahhhh Okay, Chunzhen, your junior uncle has just received a hundred years of skill from your Uncle Zhanguo, you wait on the side, don't disturb him. ”

"Huh? Oh......"

Monk Chunzhen was very reluctant.

I was reluctant to ask someone younger than myself to be my uncle, and I was even more reluctant to miss the last trip to Uncle Zhanguo.

However, in the threatening gaze of the empty old monk, he could only give in.

After muttering and watching the abbot and the little junior disciples beat the relics treasure letter into the temple, Chunzhen wiped the tears on his face and looked back at the newly emerging little uncle.

"The abbot is confused, isn't he? Accept apprentices, accept apprentices, why do you want to accept them on behalf of the ancestors? It's just that it's a little better-looking, but it doesn't even have eyebrows......"

Fortunately, Chen Yi is in a special state now, otherwise he might have filmed him.

The old monk Zhanguo's finger actually passed on his extremely pure skills to him.

I've seen a lot of this kind of protagonist treatment before, but I never thought that I would feel such treatment in person.

To be honest, it's really not a good feeling.

It's a burden both physically and mentally.

Being favored by people is a psychological burden for him.

Forcibly infusing power is not so easy to accept.

The body is slightly weak, and he was directly supported to death before he became a master.

If it weren't for the miraculous methods of the old monk Zhanguo, and the internal power he cultivated, this kind of thing would not have been possible at all.

The old monk Bacheng also saw that he was extremely strong in the flesh, otherwise he would not dare to do this.

Rao is like this, the old monk's more than 100 years of pure internal force is as majestic as the sea, and the meridians and acupoints of his whole body are bulging and cracking.

Chen Yi could only exert his heart and soul to guide and fuse the surging and majestic internal force.

When he was engrossed, he didn't notice that some changes were taking place in the island space.

When he absorbed all the internal force infused by the old monk into the sea of qi, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that it was already dark.

The old monk Zhanguo has refined his internal strength for more than 100 years, and there is definitely more than that.

It's just that after all, it's not what I earned from my own hard work, and it's not easy to keep half of it.

Some of them retracted their minds in amazement, and found that Monk Chunzhen was lying on the stone steps of the temple gate napping.

woke him up, only to be told that the senior brother was leading the little bald head to recite scriptures for the old monk Zhanguo.

With a sigh, he took Monk Chunzhen in his hand and stepped into the temple.

In a matter of moments, the people in Tallinn had been found.

Sora was sitting cross-legged in front of a stupa with the little bald heads.

Sensing his arrival, the empty old monk just opened his eyes and nodded to him, and closed his eyes again.

Chen Yi quietly walked to the stupa of relics, bowed willingly to the old monk's colorful relics, and then sat down cross-legged.

Reciting the Jizo scriptures in the mouth.

The true scriptures and mysteries, and the golden light emitted by the supernatural power Cihang, made the empty old monk and others look sideways.

Chen Yi read the scriptures, but his heart became more and more confused.

He did not see the old monk.

Could it be that it is really a rainbow to the Pure Land?

"A bunch of little monkeys...... Don't sleep at night...... What are you arguing about here? I don't know the old monk, I'm old, can't I sleep well? ”

The other remaining fruit in the temple, the old monk Zhanyin, suddenly appeared tremblingly, muttering and complaining.

"Uncle Shi, I'm reciting the scriptures of the past life for Uncle Zhanguo......"

Empty silence hurriedly stood up, and was only halfway through his words, when he was interrupted by the old monk Zhanyin: "What are you reading?" Dead are dead...... Can you still remember him alive? ”

"Uncle, ......"

The old monk scolded in a trembling voice: "What? Zhanguo, this old thing...... robbed the old monk of the opportunity to be freed, and if he didn't step on his feet, he would be worthy of him...... Let's go, don't make a noise about the old monk sleeping......"

Empty silence didn't dare to disobey the old monk's wishes, so he had to call all the bald heads up.

"That's right...... What about your new little monkey? The old monk seemed to remember it suddenly.

Chen Yi had already walked over: "Sanzang is here, meet Uncle Shi." ”

"Hmmm......"

The old monk Zhan Yin squinted his cloudy eyes and stretched his neck as if to see Chen Yi's appearance clearly.

"Hmm...... It looks much better than other little monkeys......"

“……”

"Three...... Sanzang little monkey? Starting tomorrow, you will deliver the old monk's meals......"

The old monk said, and without waiting for Chen Yi to respond, he had already turned around and moved with difficulty.

Monk Chunzhen hurriedly ran over to help.

The old monk complained as he walked: "Alas...... Zhan Guo, this old thing, is not clean, let the devil run away...... But in ten years, he won't be coming......"

Empty and helpless watched the old monk leave, and then stood beside Chen Yi and said: "You don't have to think about it, the two uncles of Zhan Yin and Zhan Guo have been waiting for this day, and they have been waiting for nearly a hundred years. ”

"Uncle Zhan Yin wants to stay and guide you, he said ten years, I'm afraid it's really only ten years, ten years later, either that person dies, or I Shaolin dies."

"That person was already a celestial a hundred years ago, and now, a hundred years later, Uncle Zhan Guo has not been able to leave him with a self-sacrifice technique, which can be seen to be even more unfathomable,"

"Senior brother, are you scary?"

Empty silence said in a deep voice.

He was afraid that because of Zhanguo's death, he would burden Chen Yi.

But he wanted to add a burden to Chen Yi.

Because that person is too strong.

He has long crossed the limit of heaven and man, and in this earthly world, he is God.

If you want to protect Shaolin, the only way is to defeat him.

To defeat him, there is only one way to become a god.

In ten years, from man to god.

Before today, the old monk would never believe that there could be such a person in the world.

But now, he sees a glimmer of hope.

Although it is very slim.

Regarding the problem of emptiness, Chen Yi is also thinking.

Although the battle between the old monk Zhanguo and that person had never been seen today, the terrifying aura and earth-shattering momentum were enough for him to know his gap.

The celestial beings mentioned by the empty silence, by the standards of this world, should only be an A-level realm.

However, the level of the awakened in the current world is only a very single standard.

And these people who have become enlightened by martial arts are developing almost in all directions, and they are much stronger than a single awakened person.

But it certainly hasn't reached the innate realm that the gray curtain says.

Otherwise, even if Chen Yi can open up, he can only despair.

Now, it's just a ...... A-level only.

"Senior Brother Abbot, did I persuade you not to always test people casually?"

Chen Yi casually despised this senior brother, but his mind was no longer there.

The two old monks of Zhan and Zhan should be the last remaining means of Shaolin Temple.

Sacrifice the trick, just listen to the name to know what it is.

Now, he has no ability to stop the old monk from being sent to death.

Ten years later, he will not let the old monk die in vain.

I won't let the remaining old monk go to death......