Su Ming in front of him is not very old, about sixteen or seventeen, his face is delicate, but his eyes are extraordinarily bright.

In the depths of his eyes, there is often a deep golden vortex, which makes people feel an inexplicable sense of convincing at first glance.

was originally an ordinary little novice in the Luohan Academy, but when the dignity of the Shaolin Temple was provoked, as a member of the Buddhist sect, he directly stepped forward!

Even if you fight to the death, you must protect the glory of Buddhism!

He has long put life and death aside, and he is as high as the head of the six major sects, and in his eyes, he is just a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!

Even, he was angry at the Demon Sect, that is, Luo Xinghe, the deputy sect leader of the Demon Sect, a top master of the third grade, also died because of him!

It can be said that everything that happened in front of the Shaolin Palace today is a miracle!

It must be known that since the death of the ancestor of Bodhidharma, Shaolin, which has no first-class masters, has begun to gradually decline.

The more so, as Shaolin disciples, when they think of the glorious moments of the past, this huge contrast also makes them hold their breath in their hearts.

But Su Ming's performance today undoubtedly made them breathe a sigh of relief.

In addition to this, the problems that have been bothering them have also been well solved.

After all, as the reincarnation of the Buddha, Su Ming's future achievements will be at least one grade!

Therefore, this group of Shaolin disciples who had never witnessed Su Ming's demeanor in front of the hall today, at this moment, almost all gathered here.

First, I wanted to see Su Ming, a legendary figure!

Second, I want to pay tribute to Su Ming in my own way!

And as Su Ming, who has the thinking of a modern person, he has never seen such a formation.

Looking at the group of fellow disciples in front of him who were deeply at him, Su Ming saw reverence, gratitude and even fanaticism in their eyes......

These many complicated gazes made Su Ming uncomfortable.

Because he knew that he was not the kind of person that this group of Shaolin disciples thought in their minds.

Like what sees death as home, what has justice in mind, what upholds the glory of Buddhism...

I'm sorry!

None of these are next to him.

His original intention was just to die.

As for why it got to the way it is, there are coincidences, but more often than not, it is still an accident.

"Alas, after all, it was my performance in front of the temple, which was too eye-catching, which gave them all hope, and the identity of the reincarnation of the Buddha made them unswervingly give birth to a belief in me!"

Su Ming couldn't help but shake his head.

In fact, for a moment just now, Su Ming had a sense of belonging to the world he had crossed over.

After being infected by the emotions of this group of Shaolin colleagues, he suddenly realized that everyone here also has the same real emotions as himself, not that kind of tool person!

Looking at the incomparably pious and fanatical eyes of everyone, as if they saw hope, Su Ming was speechless for a long time, and couldn't help but fall into silence.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a natural protagonist, let alone a savior, I came to this world, as a passerby, I have my own things and goals, and other than that, I can only do what I can at most, that's all!"

Su Ming is very clear about his position.

To be honest, he was also very happy to be able to bring hope to this group of Shaolin disciples.

But his ultimate goal is to die.

Only once he dies, can he get the system reward and ascend to the sky one step from then on.

Therefore, when it was time to die, Su Ming still had to continue to die.

He is still the same boy as before, and he has not changed in the slightest!

After taking a deep breath, Su Ming walked straight towards the room he was in.

At the same time, everyone took the initiative to make way for him.

Under the almost fanatical gaze of everyone, Su Ming gradually disappeared from their field of vision.

……

Late at night, Shaolin Temple.

Scripture Pavilion!

The two old monks were talking in the attic with candles and nights.

"I didn't expect that after thousands of years, the reincarnation of the Buddha actually reappeared in the world, I have to say, you choose to integrate the relics into this son's body today, it is the most correct choice, given time, he will definitely be able to lead me Shaolin, back to the glory of the past!"

Among them, the old monk with white eyebrows and beard suddenly spoke.

"Amitabha, what the holy monk said is very true, but the reincarnation of this Buddha is not trivial, the identity of the Buddha is exposed prematurely, I am afraid that it will cause the crazy counterattack of the Demon Sect, not to mention that Naluo Xinghe died in Shaolin today, so the safety of the Buddha is what the poor monk is most worried about!"

At this time, another old but slightly warm voice also sounded at the right time.

If Su Ming was here, he would definitely find that one of these two people turned out to be the abbot of Shaolin, the monk Xuanbei.

As for the other old monk with white eyebrows and beards, he is an ordinary monk with no name who has been sweeping the floor in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for many years!