"What's going on?"
Abbot Huiwen's heart was full of doubts.
"This is … Old Demon Shi Xue?"
Abbot Huiwen approached Old Demon Shi Xue, and his expression changed slightly.
At this moment, although Old Demon Shi Xue had already changed his appearance, the demonic aura exuding from his body was extremely strong.
In today's world, although there were some Martial Artists in the Upper Realm, each of them was famous, not to mention an Upper Realm Demon.
Abbot Huiwen only thought for a moment, and determined the identity of Old Demon Shi Xue through the aura on his body.
"Demon Subduing Tower?"
"Old Demon Shi Xue …"
Abbot Huiwen vaguely guessed something.
Just as Abbot Huiwen was thinking.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
At this moment.
The Court Heads also hurried over.
"Abbot?"
"What's going on here?"
"Why do I feel the aura of a Demonic Martial Artist?"
The Court Head of Arhat Court glanced at the scene and couldn't help but ask.
When the other Court Heads heard this, they immediately looked at Abbot Huiwen.
In their view, Abbot Huiwen was the first to arrive here, so he should know more than them.
"I'm not much earlier than you guys."
"When I first arrived, the scene was already like this."
Abbot Huiwen smiled bitterly and said the guess in his heart.
"What?"
"Abbot, you mean, this corpse belongs to Old Demon Shi Xue?" The Court Head of Arhat Court was slightly surprised.
"According to the information collected by the Shaolin Temple, Old Demon Shi Xue is just a Third Grade Demon, but the strength of this corpse is far from Third Grade, at least Second Grade, and even Peak Second Grade is not impossible."
The Dharma Court Head said slowly.
When these words came out.
The Court Heads on the scene suddenly changed color.
What they cared about was not whether the corpse was a Peak Second Grade or not.
But if what the Dharma Court Head said was true, why would a Peak Second Grade die here?
The Court Heads had already checked the injuries of Old Demon Shi Xue. His internal organs were instantly shattered. The existence that killed Old Demon Shi Xue was obviously fatal.
Who was it that could kill a Peak Rank-2 in an instant?
Moreover, the Court Heads found a trace of deep fear on Shi Xue's face.
Obviously, Shi Xue was in a state of incomparable despair before he died.
To be able to make a Peak Rank-2 feel such despair that he couldn't even run away …
The Court Heads felt a chill in their hearts.
"About Shi Xue's strength, I'm afraid I know what's going on."
At this time, Abbot Huiwen walked out of the Demon Subduing Tower and said in a deep voice, "Shi Xue must have pretended to be a Lower Realm Demon and deliberately allowed himself to be suppressed in the Demon Subduing Tower. Then, he took the opportunity to devour the blood essence and vitality of all the Demons in the tower, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds …"
Abbot Huiwen said slowly.
The other Academy Heads nodded in agreement.
Indeed, according to Abbot Huiwen's explanation, some things could be explained.
However …
But the most important thing couldn't be explained.
The head of the Arhat Courtyard asked, "Abbot, why did Shi Xue die here?"
"This …"
Abbot Huiwen was silent.
This was also what he didn't understand the most.
With Shi Xue's strength, even if it was him, he could only delay him at most. But if he wanted to kill him, especially in an instant, it was impossible.
"Could it be that A Holy Monk did it?"
The Disciplinary Court Head guessed.
Some time ago, the descendants of the Devil Buddha created havoc in the Shaolin Temple. It was because of A Holy Monk that the Shaolin Temple survived the disaster.
At that time, everyone, including Abbot Huiwen, believed that the Shaolin Temple was secretly guarded by A Holy Monk.
Now.
Shi Xue died inexplicably in front of the Demon Subduing Tower, which made the Disciplinary Court Head have this guess.
In the entire Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid that only A Holy Monk has such strength.
"This is the only possibility."
Abbot Huiwen nodded slightly.
"By the way, although these disciples are unconscious, their lives are not in danger." Abbot Huiwen walked to the front of Zhen Zhi.
"Although some of their Qi and blood were devoured, it didn't hurt their foundation. They will recover in a few months."
Abbot Huiwen checked Zhen Zhi's body and nodded.
"Wake up!"
Abbot Huiwen pointed between Zhen Zhi's eyebrows and shouted in a low voice.
Dong!!!
A copper and aluminum bell rang in Zhen Zhi's mind.
Zhen Zhi, whose consciousness had fallen into darkness, suddenly felt light.
"Abbot …"
Zhen Zhi opened his eyes and saw Abbot Huiwen and the other Courtyard Heads. He subconsciously got up and saluted.
"Don't move."
"Your Qi and blood are in deficit. You need to rest."
Abbot Huiwen held Zhen Zhi and said.
"Junior Brothers, are you all right?" Zhen Zhi asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry."
Abbot Huiwen smiled. "With A Holy Monk's help, Shi Xue died on the spot, and none of the disciples were injured."
Abbot Huiwen's tone was full of respect.
A Holy Monk's help several times. First, he saved the Shaolin Temple from the descendants of the Devil Buddha, and now he killed Shi Xue. Such kindness was enough for the Shaolin Temple to build a golden body for him and worship him for thousands of generations.
"A Holy Monk's Ancestor?"
Zhen Zhi was stunned.
At the last moment when his consciousness fell into darkness, he did see someone coming.
Although Zhen Zhi could only see a vague shadow at that time, from the slender figure, he should not be too old.
How could it be an ancestor?
However, even if Zhen Zhi had such doubts, he could only think that he was wrong when he saw the confident look of Abbot Huiwen and the other Courtyard Heads.
"Okay."
"In a few days, go to the Bodhi Court and get a Blood Replenishing Pill," Abbot Huiwen said.
The Blood Replenishing Pill is a kind of pill that specializes in replenishing blood.
Zhen Zhi's blood is deficient, and taking the Blood Replenishing Pill can greatly speed up the recovery.
"Thank you, Abbot."
Zhen Zhi immediately thanked him.
...
Just when Abbot Huiwen and the other Courtyard Heads were secretly guessing who A Holy Monk's Ancestor was, Su Qin had returned to the Chores Court.
When the matter was done, he left, hiding his merits and reputation.
For the Shaolin Temple, Su Qin's several moves were tantamount to saving the lives of thousands of disciples of the Shaolin Temple and saving the Shaolin Temple from destruction.
But in Su Qin's view, it was just a casual move that killed a few flies.
"Days like this, Sign In, improve my strength, and live leisurely is what I want …"
Su Qin was in a good mood.
A few hours later.
When the Shaolin Temple was quiet again, Su Qin quietly slipped out of the Chores Court and came to an empty hill.
The bright moon hung high in the sky.
The moonlight sprinkled down like a curtain.
Su Qin sat cross-legged, and the Lunar Body Refining Art slowly operated. Endless power of the Lunar Body poured into his body and integrated into every part of his flesh.
"Sure enough …"
"The combination of the Lunar Body Refining Art and the Invincible Vajra Divine Art, the combination of the power of the Lunar Body and the power of the Yang, has a miraculous effect in forging the body!"
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