The Light of Buddha lingered, spreading in all directions.
At this moment, Daoist Zhang felt as insignificant as an ant, looking up at an all-powerful Buddha.
Supreme.
Majestic.
Unrivaled.
Plop …
Daoist Zhang's thoughts fell into darkness, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
"Venerable One."
"Thank you for your help, Venerable One."
Abbot Huiwen and the Court Heads barely recovered from the shock and bowed deeply in the direction of the mountain.
After a while, all the visions gradually dissipated.
"Venerable One, the strength of the Venerable One is getting more and more unimaginable …" Abbot Huiwen sighed and said with emotion.
So far, Abbot Huiwen has seen Su Qin make a move twice.
The first time was when the Demon Lord attacked the Shaolin Temple, and the second time was when Daoist Zhang asked for an audience.
If the first time Su Qin made a move, Abbot Huiwen felt that it was as vast as the Heavens and Earth, suppressing everything.
But now, Abbot Huiwen felt as if it was an endless void, embracing and containing everything.
Although the Heavens and Earth were vast, they were ultimately limited, but the void was endless.
Of course, Su Qin had made a move more than twice, such as breaking into the Dharma Court to save Abbot Huiwen, and restoring the Buddha's Heart for Xuan Ku.
But in Abbot Huiwen's view, these were not real moves.
"Yes …"
The Court Heads next to him nodded in agreement.
The means of the Venerable One were indeed incredible. Ordinary Martial Artists, even if they were Grade 1 Great Grandmasters, or even Peak Grade 1 like Daoist Zhang, could fight against tens of thousands and dominate the world. They could barely accept it.
However, Su Qin's Buddhist aura was pervasive and the vision was rampant. This was already the legendary ability of the Gods and Buddhas.
"If it weren't for the Venerable One, we might not be Daoist Zhang's opponent …"
The Warrior Monastery's Court Head whispered.
Although the Shaolin Temple's foundation had increased greatly, not only did it have two more Level Two martial artists, but it also had a Level One A Holy Monk like Abbot Huiwen.
In addition, there were also thousands of Shaolin Temple disciples.
However, if he wanted to rely on these to block Daoist Master Zhang, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
With Zhenren Zhang's strength, once he used his full strength, the destructive power produced by his every move would definitely make people's hearts palpitate.
The reason why a Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmaster can shake the world and surpass Grade 1 Great Grandmasters is because of their absolute strength.
Otherwise, why would the Devil Lord dare to attack Shaoshi Mountain and threaten to destroy the Shaolin Temple several years ago?
The Court Heads looked at each other, rejoicing in their hearts.
At this moment, the head of the Commandment Yard seemed to have discovered something and could not help but ask, "Abbot, how should we deal with Zhenren Zhang …"
The Head of the Commandment Yard had just finished speaking.
The other Court Heads and Abbot Huiwen remembered and looked at Daoist Master Zhang who had fallen to the ground.
The Dharma Court Head braced himself and cautiously approached. He glanced at him and said, "He's not dead, he just fainted."
The Court Heads looked at each other and suddenly felt that it was a bit tricky.
"Since the Venerable has shown mercy, let's send him back to Wudang Mountain."
After a long time, Abbot Huiwen slowly said.
"Yes."
"I agree."
The other Court Heads heard this and nodded slightly.
In their eyes, if Su Qin had the intention to kill, Daoist Master Zhang would have died long ago. How could he just be in a coma now?
Since Daoist Master Zhang is not dead, it means that the Venerable has shown mercy. In this case, Abbot Huiwen and the Court Heads will naturally follow Su Qin's instructions.
"Let's do this."
"I will send Daoist Master Zhang back later."
Abbot Huiwen made a decision immediately.
...
Back Mountain Forbidden Area.
"Daoist Master Zhang …"
Su Qin sat cross-legged, and a trace of emotion flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Once upon a time, Daoist Master Zhang was a big shot that he could only look up to.
"Am I already so strong?"
Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated as he silently thought in his heart.
Daoist Master Zhang, who was once unattainable, couldn't even bear a trace of his aura at this moment.
"However, in terms of fighting strength, Daoist Master Zhang is stronger than the Demon Lord."
Su Qin compared Daoist Master Zhang and the Demon Lord and came to the conclusion that Daoist Master Zhang was better.
In fact, whether it is Daoist Master Zhang or the Demon Lord, they are both Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmasters who have transformed twice. In any era, they are enough to be called dazzling.
But unfortunately, they met Su Qin.
"However, Daoist Master Zhang's Dao of Tai Chi is a bit interesting. If he has enough opportunities in the future, he may be able to undergo a third transformation and reach Grade 1 Great Perfection …"
Su Qin speculated in his heart.
Su Qin's evaluation of Daoist Master Zhang is already high enough. So far, Su Qin only thinks that Xuan Ku is likely to undergo a third transformation and enter the Realm of Grade 1 Great Perfection.
This is also because Xuan Ku has a complete Buddha's Heart and often receives guidance from Su Qin, the Venerable Arhat.
Daoist Master Zhang can reach this step by himself, which is already a peerless talent.
As for whether Daoist Master Zhang can go further, Su Qin can't judge.
Every Venerable Arhat or Legend has a different way of breaking through, and grasping the Qi between Heaven and Earth is even more impossible to judge.
...
Wudang Mountain.
Daoist Master Zhang was not sent by the disciples of the Shaolin Temple.
On the way, Daoist Master Zhang had already woken up from a coma.
After a short silence, Daoist Master Zhang let the escorting disciples of the Shaolin Temple go back, and returned to Wudang Mountain alone.
Along the way, Daoist Master Zhang's mind kept flashing the scenes he saw in the Shaolin Temple, especially the last moment of his memory, when he saw the figure of a real Buddha.
Soon.
Daoist Master Zhang returned to Wudang Mountain.
When the disciples of Wudang Mountain saw Daoist Master Zhang, they were overjoyed and surrounded him, looking at Daoist Master Zhang with concern.
"Master, are you all right?"
A Wudang Mountain disciple couldn't help but ask.
It's really that at this moment, Daoist Master Zhang's expression was a bit strange, his whole person was in a trance, as if he was still immersed in some kind of emotion.
"I'm fine."
"How could I not be fine?"
Daoist Master Zhang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
This time, when he went down the mountain, nothing happened to him, not even a trace of injury, but only Daoist Master Zhang knew in his heart that he may not be able to get rid of the shadow of that God-like figure in his life.
"Master, what did you see in the Shaolin Temple?"
Zhang Xiao squeezed in front of Daoist Master Zhang and asked carefully.
Before Daoist Master Zhang left, he only said that he wanted to go down the mountain to seek the Dao, which made the disciples of Wudang Mountain puzzled for a long time, but Zhang Xiao guessed that Daoist Master Zhang probably went to the Shaolin Temple to seek an audience with the Venerable.
"What did I see in the Shaolin Temple?"
Daoist Master Zhang repeated in a low voice, and a trace of ridicule appeared on his face. "Lao Dao has always thought that even a real Martial Arts Legend would need a few moves to defeat and kill me."
"But now …"
Daoist Master Zhang slowly raised his head and looked deeply in the direction of the Shaolin Temple. "Lao Dao, I was a frog in a well …"
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