"Oh no!"
The Ninth Ancestor seemed to have sensed something. His expression changed drastically as he tried to recall the Buddha beads.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Su Qin's gentle punch had already landed on the Buddha beads. The Buddha beads were passed down from the previous era of vitality recovery. It was left behind by a Grand Arhat of the Pantheon of Buddhas. Although it had been through tens of thousands of years, it still retained its terrifying power. In the hands of the Ninth Ancestor, it could easily defeat a Peak Legend like Chiyuan Laozu.
Based on this alone, the Ninth Ancestor was worthy of being the Patriarch of the Pantheon of Buddhas. His every move was above an ordinary Peak Legend.
This was the true heritage of the overseas great sects.
But at this moment, Su Qin's punch landed.
Boom!!!
The Buddha beads seemed to be made of some kind of wood, but in fact, they were like metal. When Su Qin's fist landed on it, it produced a sound like a bronze bell that spread in all directions.
In the Shaolin Temple, countless Shaolin Temple disciples felt as if thunder had exploded in their ears. Even a top Great Grandmaster like Xuan Ku felt his mind go blank.
As for the other disciples of the Shaolin Temple, the lighter ones were like Xuan Ku, while the heavier ones fell to the ground and fainted.
A moment later.
The Buddha's heart in Xuan Ku's body kept beating as he gradually regained his senses. He looked up and saw that Su Qin was still standing in the same place. His eyes were calm as if he had not moved at all.
But the Ninth Ancestor still retreated thousands of meters and was almost out of the forbidden area. The Buddha beads were obviously dimmer as they floated in front of the Ninth Ancestor.
"The Venerable One won?"
The disciples of the Shaolin Temple who had woken up breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene. The Ninth Ancestor's attack with the Buddha beads was too terrifying. It was as if heaven and earth had been turned upside down.
However, looking at the situation, the Ninth Ancestor's attack was obviously blocked by Su Qin. The Ninth Ancestor should have suffered a loss. Otherwise, he would not have retreated thousands of meters.
"The Venerable One is too strong."
Countless Shaolin Temple disciples looked at Su Qin with fanaticism in their hearts. Even the elders of the Shaolin Temple had not seen Su Qin fight more than a few times, let alone the disciples of the Shaolin Temple.
Ancestor Jiu stood several thousand meters away, his eyes solemn as he stared at Su Qin. In particular, when he saw the string of Buddha beads in front of him from the corner of his eye and noticed that there was a faint fist mark on one of the Buddha beads, a look of horror flashed across his eyes.
This was a Buddhist treasure left by the Great Arhat. After tens of thousands of years, its power might have declined and was no longer comparable to its heyday, but its material was still at the level of the Great Arhat.
For Su Qin to be able to leave a mark on such a Buddhist treasure and damage its body, even if his strength was not that of an Earth Immortal, he should be extremely close to it. Perhaps he had already transformed into a Primordial Spirit and was preparing to become a real Earth Immortal.
Ancestor Jiu was frightened and uneasy.
Although he still had some trump cards, they were at most similar to the Buddha beads. If Su Qin could repel the Buddha beads with a punch, he should be able to disperse other means with a raise of his hand.
More importantly, Ancestor Jiu did not dare to drag this out any longer. After all, he was close to the limit of the Shouyuan. Even if he had been in a deep sleep by using a self-sealing secret technique, it was a fact that his Qi and blood were declining.
In a short time, he was confident that he could maintain his state, but as time went on, the hidden danger of his Qi and blood declining would inevitably appear.
At that time, he might not even have the Qi and blood to activate the Buddhist treasure. What could he use to fight Su Qin, who was at the peak of the Shouyuan, who was full of Qi and blood, and who could attack without restraint?
Thinking of this, Ancestor Jiu suddenly had the intention to retreat.
As the Ancestor Jiu of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, he was not stupid and naturally would not fight to the death.
"I've lost."
Ancestor Jiu took back the Buddha beads and put his palms together toward Su Qin. He whispered, "The Venerable One's strength is rare in the world."
Ancestor Jiu admitted frankly.
If it was a few hundred years ago, before he fell into a deep sleep, his Qi and blood would be vigorous and he could attack without restraint. He might be able to use the Buddhist treasures he had to fight Su Qin a few times.
But now …
Su Qin did not even need to attack. As long as he delayed him, Ancestor Jiu's Qi and blood would be exhausted in half an hour, and his strength would plummet.
"That Buddha beads of yours are quite hard."
Su Qin shook his head and commented.
His body had undergone almost six metamorphoses, and he had fused thousands of Divine Skill Manuals to sublimate that punch. Yet, it did not penetrate the Buddha beads and only left a fist mark. It was indeed hard enough.
"Hard …"
Ancestor Jiu's mouth twitched.
As the Buddhist treasure of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple had suppressed countless powerful enemies. Yet, in Su Qin's words, it was only "hard"?
However …
Although Ancestor Jiu was upset, he knew that Su Qin was fully qualified to say that. To be able to damage the Buddha beads with one punch, this kind of strength, in the past, was enough to suppress several generations. Except for the real Earth Immortals, who else could suppress him?
"In that case …"
"I'll take my leave first."
Ancestor Jiu gave Su Qin one last deep look, and then his body began to fade and disappeared.
"What?!"
Abbot Huiwen and the other Temple Heads of the Shaolin Temple were dumbfounded.
Ancestor Jiu was still standing there talking to Su Qin a moment ago, but the next moment, he disappeared silently as if he had never been there.
"Interesting escape technique."
Only Su Qin had a smile on his face.
In the eyes of Abbot Huiwen and the others, Ancestor Jiu had disappeared into thin air. But in Su Qin's eyes, it was just a manifestation of Ancestor Jiu's extreme speed.
In that split second, Ancestor Nine had used some sort of escape technique to head west at an unimaginable speed.
Even the fading figure left behind by Ancestor Jiu was just an illusion left behind because of his extreme speed.
Su Qin looked thoughtfully in the direction of Ancestor Jiu's escape and shook his head. "But you can't escape."
Whether it was the [Eye of Truth] or the [Celestial Gaze], he could grasp all kinds of Qi in the world.
As long as Su Qin saw Ancestor Jiu, even if the other party fled to the ends of the earth, he could still lock on to his specific location across an endless distance.
This was also the reason why Su Qin still did not chase after him.
Unless Ancestor Jiu could completely leave this world and hide in a spatial treasure like the War God Temple that was independent of this world, Ancestor Jiu's whereabouts would be as easy as flipping his palm in Su Qin's eyes.
"Venerable One."
At this moment, Abbot Huiwen and the other Temple Heads gathered around and bowed slightly to Su Qin.
"Get up."
Su Qin waved his hand and looked at the other disciples of the Shaolin Temple.
Although Su Qin and Ancestor Jiu had only exchanged a single blow and had tried to restrain their power, for some of the disciples of the Shaolin Temple who had just entered the Ninth Grade, it was no less than a disaster.
Especially when Su Qin's right fist collided with Ancestor Jiu's string of Buddhist beads, the aftermath of the collision caused even a Great Grandmaster like Xuan Ku, who had a Buddha-like heart, to be dazed for a moment, let alone the other ordinary disciples.
The Shaolin Temple disciples in the Middle Realm and Upper Realm were fine, but their faces were pale and their spirits were low. They would be fine after a period of rest, but those in the Lower Realm directly fainted on the spot.
If they did not take care of it after the incident, for these disciples in the Lower Realm, it would definitely form an inner demon that would make it difficult for them to progress in their lives.
Following Su Qin's gaze, the Court Heads suddenly reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to check on the disciples who had fainted.
The Bodhi Court Head was proficient in alchemy and medicine. At this moment, after looking at dozens of Shaolin Temple disciples who had fainted on the ground, his brows wrinkled slightly.
"Abbot."
The Bodhi Court Head quickly walked in front of Abbot Huiwen and said in a deep voice, "The state of these disciples is very strange. Many of them seem to have entered Cultivation Deviation."
As soon as these words came out.
Abbot Huiwen's expression changed.
What Cultivation Deviation meant, Abbot Huiwen knew very well. Decades ago, because of his eagerness for quick success, he almost entered Cultivation Deviation. If it were not for Su Qin's timely intervention, there would be no Abbot Huiwen now.
"This is troublesome."
Abbot Huiwen's expression was heavy. The hidden dangers of Cultivation Deviation were great. Even if they were lucky enough to survive in the end, they would become a cripple.
Just when Abbot Huiwen and the Court Heads were pessimistic and didn't know what to do.
Su Qin took a step forward unhurriedly.
These disciples of the Shaolin Temple were also Su Qin's juniors. Su Qin naturally wouldn't leave them in the lurch.
Su Qin's thoughts moved, and a drop of Yi Wood Spirit Liquid appeared in front of Su Qin.
This Yi Wood Spirit Liquid was obtained by Su Qin in the past few decades. There were still several kilograms of it left, and it contained a strong vitality.
"Disperse!"
Su Qin blew gently.
Suddenly, the drop of Yi Wood Spirit Liquid in front of him turned into countless fine mist and merged into the clouds.
Hualala.
Countless clouds began to gather, and a hazy spring rain began to fall.
Wherever the spring rain passed, everything was revived and full of vitality. The many disciples of the Shaolin Temple who had fainted on the ground, when the spring rain fell, they felt a warm current suddenly appear in their bodies and spread to their limbs and bones.
"I, I'm fine?"
A disciple of the Shaolin Temple, who had just entered the Shaolin Temple and was not even a martial artist, opened his eyes with a dazed look. He looked at his hands and felt that he was in a better state than ever before. He even felt subtle signs of Internal Force being born in his body.
Not only this disciple of the Shaolin Temple, but all the disciples of the Shaolin Temple who were shrouded in the spring rain woke up from their coma. Not only did they get rid of Cultivation Deviation, but they also made progress in their cultivation.
Abbot Huiwen and the other Court Heads looked at all of this with a dumbfounded expression, almost as if they had seen a miracle. One must know that Cultivation Deviation is extremely complicated. Everyone has a different way of Cultivation Deviation. In order to save a martial artist who is suffering from Cultivation Deviation, one must analyze the reasons layer by layer. In the end, whether or not they can be cured depends on luck.
But now?
It was just a spring rain, and all the disciples of the Shaolin Temple who were suffering from Cultivation Deviation stood up. It was just like a legend.
"Thank you, Venerable One."
Abbot Huiwen once again bowed deeply to Su Qin.
By now, how could he not know that this was Su Qin's doing?
"Thank you, Venerable One."
The disciples of the Shaolin Temple who had woken up from their coma also bowed to Su Qin in unison and were extremely grateful.
Su Qin did not speak.
A drop of Yi Wood True Essence contained enough vitality to make a Myth Warrior envious. Saving these disciples of the Shaolin Temple was as simple as eating and drinking.
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At the same time.
Thousands of miles away from the Shaolin Temple.
Ancestor Nine's figure appeared silently. His feet were faintly glowing, and the distance of dozens of miles was compressed into a single step. As he stepped forward, he stopped thousands of miles away from the Shaolin Temple.
"Has the Venerable One of the Shaolin Temple already transformed his Primordial Spirit? Otherwise, how could he be so terrifying? "
It was only now that Ancestor Nine had time to think about the details of his fight with Su Qin.
"But I didn't feel the aura of the Primordial Spirit …" Ancestor Nine shook his head, full of doubts.
Once a peak Myth transformed his Divine Sense into a Primordial Spirit, his Primordial Spirit aura would be revealed and suppress everything. But Ancestor Nine did not feel the slightest Primordial Spirit aura from beginning to end.
"Did he not transform into a Primordial Spirit?"
Ancestor Nine frowned and thought hard. In the end, he could only come to this conclusion.
"Without the power of the Primordial Spirit, he was able to leave a fist mark on the Buddhist treasure. How terrifying is the body of this Venerable One?"
Ancestor Nine looked amazed.
The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple had produced many Great Arhat in the past. Especially during the last Vitality Tide recovery era, they were extremely powerful.
But since ancient times, Ancestor Nine had never heard of any Great Arhat who could leave a mark on a Great Venerable-level Buddhist treasure with the power of his body.
And this was under the premise that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple focused on the cultivation of the body. Otherwise, the body of the other Greater Sects would be even weaker.
"But the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple's Divine Feet Release Art is the best in an era. Even during the last Vitality Tide recovery era, it was still very famous."
A smile appeared on Ancestor Nine's face.
The Divine Feet Release Art was the release art that Ancestor Nine had used when he left the Shaolin Temple. In a short moment, he had crossed thousands of miles at extreme speed.
It was said that the Buddha's Celerity Escape Skill was derived from the Buddha's Celerity by a Grand Arhat of the Pantheon Temple. Although it was far inferior to the Buddha's Celerity Escape Skill, it was still a rare escape skill.
"It's a pity that the Divine Feet Release Art consumes too much energy."
Ancestor Nine sighed softly. In just a short moment, more than half of the Vital Essence in his body had been consumed.
The reason why Ancestor Nine stopped here was firstly to see if Su Qin had caught up, and secondly to take the opportunity to recover and replenish the Vital Essence that he had consumed.
"It seems that the Venerable from the Shaolin Temple won't be chasing after me," Ancestor Nine waited for a while, and when he did not find Su Qin's aura, he was slightly relieved.
If Su Qin really did not give up and chased after him, Ancestor Nine really did not dare to return to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Without knowing if the Sixth and Seventh Ancestors had arrived, once Su Qin discovered the location of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, it would definitely bode ill rather than well.
Next.
Ancestor Nine did not dare to continue to stay in the Empire of Tang. Instead, he rushed toward the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple in the depths of the Western Desert.
During this journey, Ancestor Nine naturally did not have the luxury of using the Divine Feet Release Art. After confirming that Su Qin had not chased after him, Ancestor Nine was much more relaxed and slowly returned to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Half a day later.
Ancestor Nine arrived at the Western Desert.
He looked at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple in the depths of the Western Desert, and a trace of joy flashed across his face.
"Have the Sixth and Seventh Ancestors arrived?" Ancestor Nine whispered to himself, then took a step forward and headed toward the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
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