"I didn't expect to become a Sweeping Monk of the Shaolin Temple."
Su Qin opened his eyes, got up quickly, and walked towards the door.
Su Qin was not from this world. He came from Earth.
Originally, Su Qin was not a disciple of the Shaolin Temple. His original transmigrator was the third young master of the Family Su.
The Family Su was a local rich family with countless masters. The master of the family was a Level Six master, and his power spread far and wide.
Unfortunately, when Su Qin was ten years old, that is, a few days ago, a great enemy of the Su Family came and injured the Su Family Patriarch with a raise of his hand.
In order to preserve their bloodline, the Family Su had no choice but to disperse their disciples. Su Qin was secretly sent to the Shaolin Temple.
In order to avoid being rejected by the Shaolin Temple, the Family Su did not expose Su Qin's identity. Instead, they sent him to the Shaolin Temple as an orphan.
The Shaolin Temple had a deep heritage. Even though it had declined in recent years, it was not something that the enemy of the Family Su could deal with.
As long as Su Qin entered the Shaolin Temple, he would be safe.
In fact, Su Qin did succeed in entering the Shaolin Temple. However, because he had no martial arts aptitude, he could only be assigned to the Chores Yard and become a Sweeping Monk.
Su Qin walked out of the door.
At the moment, there were dozens of young acolytes in gray robes standing outside. Su Qin walked over and stood somewhere in the back.
"Okay."
"Since you have entered the Shaolin Temple, the past has nothing to do with you."
At this moment, a monk with a wide face and big ears spoke.
"Although the Chores Yard is not as good as the Dharma Court or the Warrior Monastery, it is peaceful and quiet. As long as you do your daily chores well, no one will disturb you."
The monk with a wide face and big ears paused for a moment before continuing, "Let's disperse and do what we need to do today."
The dozens of little novice monks left one after another.
Su Qin took the broom and walked towards the Grand Hall of Shaolin Temple.
Although Su Qin was a sweeping monk, Su Qin was not the only sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple.
The Shaolin Temple was one of the world's great martial arts sects. It occupied a large area. If it was left to Su Qin to clean up, it would take more than a year to clean it up.
Su Qin was in charge of the area near the Great Strength Hall.
Soon, Su Qin arrived in front of the Great Strength Hall, gazing at the majestic hall.
As one of the most important places in the Shaolin Temple, every corner of the Great Buddha's Hall was filled with majesty.
Su Qin stood outside the Hall of Great Strength and could vaguely see the golden body of Buddha enshrined inside.
Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in Su Qin's ears.
[Detected that the host's current location meets the sign-in conditions …]
[System is activating …]
[Activation successful. The host can sign in today …]
...
"System?"
"Sign in?"
Su Qin's pupils shrank slightly.
In a flash, Su Qin's thoughts turned quickly. He asked tentatively in his heart, "Must I sign in here?"
[Anywhere in the world, the host can sign in as long as there is a remnant of Taoist Connotation.]
[Note: You can only sign in once a day.]
[Places where the Taoist Connotation is thicker will get better rewards for signing in.]
[You can sign in repeatedly in some places.]
The mechanical and indifferent voice slowly sounded in Su Qin's ears.
"Taoist Connotation?"
Su Qin muttered to himself.
He roughly knew what the system meant.
Not every place met the sign-in conditions.
For example, the Family Su where Su Qin lived for ten years didn't have the Taoist Connotation mentioned by the system, so the system couldn't be activated.
And the Mahavira Hall …
As the important place of the Shaolin Temple where the Buddha's Golden Body is enshrined, there is Taoist Connotation, which meets the sign-in conditions of the system.
Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated, and his face flashed with joy.
Originally, Su Qin thought that he would spend the rest of his life as a sweeping monk of the Shaolin Temple.
After all, the Shaolin Temple is not a place where anyone can enter and leave casually.
Su Qin entered the Shaolin Temple as an 'orphan', which is equivalent to 'selling himself' to the Shaolin Temple. If he wants to return to the secular world, he needs at least the consent of a head of the temple.
But this is basically impossible.
What is the status of the head of the temple? Why would he care about Su Qin, a mere sweeping monk?
Besides, if every monk agreed to return to the secular world, the Shaolin Temple would have been empty long ago.
Even if the Family Su repelled the enemy and restored their former status, it is simply impossible to persuade a head of the Shaolin Temple.
Although the Family Su is a local noble family, the Shaolin Temple was once a world famous martial arts sect, and the founder of 'Arhat'.
The two are not on the same level at all.
Even the enemy who forced the Family Su to disperse the disciples of the family in order to preserve the bloodline inheritance is not worth mentioning in front of the Shaolin Temple.
Su Qin entered the Shaolin Temple, and although he completely got rid of the enemy's pursuit, but at the same time, he will be trapped in the Shaolin Temple for the rest of his life.
But now, the sign-in system gave Su Qin hope.
"System, give me a sign-in."
Su Qin calmed down and said in his heart.
The next moment.
[Congratulations to the host, sign-in successful. You have received the divine art 'Buddha's Palm'.]
The system prompt sounded in Su Qin's ears.
"Buddha's Palm?"
Su Qin took a deep breath.
If Su Qin remembered correctly, 'Buddha's Palm' is the strongest divine art of the Shaolin Temple, and it is known as the Buddha's personal inheritance.
The moment Su Qin received 'Buddha's Palm'.
Buzz!!!
Above the Great Buddha's Hall, a huge golden Buddha appeared, with one hand pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground, majestic and heavy.
In heaven and earth, only I am supreme!
The Buddha's aura diffused, illuminating the entire Shaolin Temple, as if it contained countless truths.
At this moment, the Shaolin Temple shook, and countless monks knelt on the ground, chanting 'Buddha has shown himself!'
Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
At the same time, several figures quietly appeared outside the Great Buddha's Hall.
The person in the lead was wearing a red cassock and holding a nine-ringed monk's staff. It was the Shaolin Temple's Abbot, Hui Wen.
The other several people were the heads of the various sects.
At this moment, everyone, including Abbot Huiwen, was shocked as they looked at the huge golden Buddha above the Great Buddha's Hall.
"Namo Amitabha …"
Abbot Huiwen bowed to the huge golden Buddha, and the other heads did the same. "Namo Amitabha …"
After a while, the Buddha's aura slowly dissipated.
Abbot Huiwen only dared to raise his head when the Buddha's aura had completely disappeared.
"Such a strong Buddha's aura …"
Abbot Huiwen's heart was in turmoil.
He was not only the Abbot of the Shaolin Temple, but also a world-renowned Martial Arts expert. The golden Buddha that appeared just now was completely condensed from Buddha's aura.
It should be known that even an existence at the level of an Arhat has far less Buddha Nature than the golden Buddha from before.
"Could it be that a disciple has really gained the favor of the Buddha? That's why the Buddha's aura descended? "
Abbot Huiwen looked inside the Great Buddha's Hall at the many disciples who were serving the Buddha's golden body.
The Great Buddha's Hall was an important place of the Shaolin Temple, and there were disciples serving it at all times.
If a disciple had really gained the favor of the Buddha, it could only be among these disciples.
The other heads also thought of this, and suddenly, their eyes changed as they looked at the disciples in the Great Buddha's Hall.
Since the last A Holy Monk passed away 60 years ago, the Shaolin Temple had not given birth to another A Holy Monk.
As a result, the Shaolin Temple's position in the world of Martial Arts rapidly declined.
If a disciple had gained such a huge amount of Buddha's aura, not to mention A Holy Monk, even attaining Arhat's Buddhahood would be a piece of cake.
Thinking of this, the Court Heads' hearts began to burn.
"You guys, back down. Without the permission of the heads, don't come near."
The head of the Warrior Monastery had a fiery temper. He looked at Su Qin and the other Chores Hall disciples who were "pale" and waved his hand.
"Yes." The Chores Hall disciples looked at each other and turned to leave.
The other heads and Abbot Huiwen saw this and did not stop them.
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