The white-clothed man trembled and knelt on the ground. The Flying Knife Mark between his eyebrows faintly began to collapse.
It must be known that the Descendants of the Flying Knife did not cultivate their Internal Strength, nor did they cultivate their Body. They only focused on the cultivation of their Divinity.
Of course, not cultivating their Internal Strength does not mean that the Descendants of the Flying Knife do not understand Martial Arts at all, but compared to their powerful Divinity, the Internal Strength of the Descendants of the Flying Knife is negligible.
It is because of this extreme that each generation of the Descendants of the Flying Knife is terrifying.
But at this moment, the Flying Knife Mark that manifested the white-clothed man's Divinity began to collapse.
How incredible is this?
Maybe a real Grade 1 Great Perfection can kill the white-clothed man, but it is impossible to destroy the white-clothed man's Divinity.
The Divinity not only represents the Spiritual Cultivation of the white-clothed man, but also his own beliefs.
The Body can die, but beliefs are not so easy to destroy.
"That is?!!"
The Descendant of the Flying Knife's eyes bled.
He just spread his perception through the Flying Knife Divine Art and barely got close to the Back Mountain Forbidden Area, and then looked at it from a distance.
As a result, nine vast and scorching Great Suns appeared in the sky, as if they had returned to the Ancient Mythological Era. The Nine Great Suns descended and filled the world.
How could the white-clothed man's Divinity withstand all this? It collapsed on the spot, and even an inexplicable backlash came to his body.
"How can there be such a vast and incredible Divinity in the world?"
The white-clothed man's voice trembled slightly.
Normally, the Divinity of an ordinary person is almost equivalent to a dot of light. Maybe the Divinity of a Martial Artist is slightly bigger.
But even the Divinity of a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster is only comparable to a fireball.
However, the 'God' that the white-robed man had sensed from the forbidden grounds at the back of the mountain was comparable to the deep void. It encompassed and contained everything.
...
At the same time.
Back Mountain Forbidden Area.
Su Qin, who was operating the Nine Yang Divine Art, quietly opened his eyes.
"Is someone spying on me?"
Su Qin raised his eyebrows.
When he was cultivating just now, he vaguely felt a peeping gaze.
It wasn't exactly spying. It was more like an ant accidentally glancing at you from afar.
If he hadn't entered the realm of Arhat, Su Qin might not have noticed it. After all, this peeping was too inconspicuous. However, after attaining the realm of Arhat, Su Qin's control over himself and the outside world had reached an extreme.
That was why he was able to easily lock onto this spy.
"Interesting."
Su Qin stood up and took a step forward.
In an instant.
Su Qin left the Back Mountain and came to a corner of the Shaolin Temple.
In front of Su Qin was a man in white who was kneeling on the ground and trembling all over.
"So it's this generation's successor of the Flying Dagger?"
Su Qin only took a glance to understand the cause and effect of the matter.
Although Su Qin hadn't been out of the Shaolin Temple a few times, he had heard about the deeds of the 'Successor of the Flying Dagger'.
The Shaolin Temple had been open for thousands of years. Many A Holy Monk had fought with a certain successor of the Flying Dagger. After returning to the Shaolin Temple, they would record it in an ancient book and then put it in the Sutras Pavilion.
Su Qin had stayed in the Shaolin Temple for more than 20 years and often saw this in the Sutras Pavilion.
According to the records of A Holy Monk, the unique skill of the Flying Dagger mastered by the successor of the Flying Dagger was a pure spiritual mystic skill.
It was similar to the Demonic Will Split Parasitism Technique or the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Technique in the Sky Devil Strategy.
"Even if he survives the collapse of his spirit, he will be a cripple."
Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated as he judged in his heart.
At this moment, he had roughly understood why the man in white ended up like this. It was nothing more than overestimating himself and wanting to peep at his' spirit 'with the unique skill of the Flying Dagger.
But it was a pity.
Su Qin's' spirit 'had already condensed into Divine Will, and with the attainment of Arhat, it had skyrocketed many times.
In addition, at that time, Su Qin was practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art in the forbidden area of the back mountain. The power of the nine suns was everywhere and reflected on his spirit. How could the man in white be able to peep at it?
"Greetings, Venerable Arhat …"
The man in white saw Su Qin appear out of thin air and faintly felt that the aura on him was the same as the one in the forbidden area of the back mountain. His voice was bitter.
At this moment, how could he not know that there was really a Venerable Arhat in the Shaolin Temple?
If he had known this, no matter how confident and arrogant the man in white was, he would not have thought of peeping at a Venerable Arhat's' spirit '.
"What a pity."
Su Qin looked at the man in white and shook his head slightly.
He had no intention of saving him. The man in white had only himself to blame for his fate. He could not blame anyone.
Besides, his spirit had collapsed. Su Qin could not save him even if he wanted to.
Thinking of this, Su Qin turned and left. He returned to the forbidden area of the back mountain to meditate on the Nine Yang Divine Art.
Soon after.
The man in white was found in the Shaolin Temple.
Abbot Huiwen recognized that the man in white was the successor of the Flying Dagger of this generation.
"Abbot, I have disturbed the Venerable of your temple. I deserve to die. Please take me in. I am willing to accompany the green lamp and the ancient Buddha for the rest of my life."
The man in white lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.
Before coming to the Shaolin Temple, the man in white had always been pursuing the limits of martial arts. But after entering the Shaolin Temple and barely peeping at the tip of the iceberg in the forbidden area of the back mountain, he realized how big the world was.
So what if he pursued the limits of martial arts? Compared to the one in the back mountain, he was still a drop in the ocean, unreachable.
The backlash of his physical body, coupled with the collapse of his spirit, made the man in white disheartened. He had the idea of entering Buddhism and ending his life.
"Benefactor, you have to think carefully …"
Abbot Huiwen and the other Court Heads looked at each other and said slowly.
Although the man in white was basically a cripple at this moment, he was still the successor of the Flying Dagger of this generation. Whether it was eyesight or knowledge, he was much better than ordinary martial artists.
If the man in white really entered the Shaolin Temple, it would be good for the foundation of the Shaolin Temple.
"Abbot, I have thought it through."
The man in white sighed in his heart and said in a firm tone.
"In that case, this poor monk will personally shave your head."
Abbot Huiwen put his hands together and chanted a Buddha's name.
Time flowed by, and the years went by.
In addition to signing in every day, Su Qin continued to cultivate and meditate.
Ever since he learned that there were still Martial Arts Legends outside the mainland and in the depths of the endless ocean, Su Qin's desire for strength surged again.
"Whether it is the Venerable Arhat or the Martial Arts Legends, if they want to continue to become stronger and step into an even more incredible realm, they need not only to cultivate themselves, but also to understand the world!"
Su Qin sat cross-legged, and his eyes became brighter.
During this period of time, Su Qin's Cultivation in the Arhat Realm has been quite smooth through his own efforts and the continuous use of Glazed Golden Cores.
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