I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

One month after Master Huichen passed away, Su Cheng gained a lot of exercises through daily check-in.

For example, Dali Vajra Hand, Iron Finger Chan Strength, Dragon Capture Kungfu, Shaolin Lieyang Kick, Great Bright Fist...etc.

These are almost all the seventy-two unique skills lost in the Sutra Pavilion, and Su Cheng discovered that most of these martial arts skills are extremely fierce pure yang skills.

It seems that the system has identified its own Pure Yang Body development route. However, it is unavoidable that most of the magical skills learned from Shaolin Temple are pure yang-type magical skills.

It's just that the pure yang magic is fierce and fierce. After learning for a long time, it is inevitable that you will not be able to calm down. Not to mention the hot body, the temper will also be affected, and even the appearance may become rough...

Fortunately, Su Cheng had obtained the Reincarnation Great Formless Divine Art before.

Under the traction of the Great Formless Divine Art of Lunzhuan, his appearance was not affected at all, but instead he developed more and more towards the perfect type he had imagined...

In terms of temperament, his own personality is relatively cautious and calm, and he has studied the scriptures over the years, so he has not been affected in any way.

It can only be said that the Great Formless Divine Art of Reincarnation. Simply strong, invincible!

It's not as bad as King Kong, and it's not weak at all. Being able to let myself, who is equipped with pure yang skills, guide the true energy, and perfectly vent the fire while practicing, can maintain the most peaceful state at all times, and will not be so dry that I go crazy.

This month, with the passage of time, the exercises obtained by signing in have gradually dropped from high-grade to low-grade. At the beginning, it was the more powerful fist and palm among the seventy-two stunts, but later, it became Arhat fist, Prajna palm... until Shaolin basic fist and palm.

But this is also good, after all, you can't chew too much. These martial arts are enough for myself to digest for a while.

Although extracting exercises from the system is not like reading martial arts scriptures, you can directly extract all the understanding of exercises together, which can be said to be an excellent quick method. But the mastery of the moves still depends on oneself.

What the system saves is time for thinking, studying, and memorizing.

This month, he has obtained more than a dozen unique skills. But actual combat is not a routine, how to get them at your fingertips and truly turn them into your own things still depends on yourself.

Therefore, after Su Cheng practiced Vajra Immortality every day, he would practice martial arts with boxing in the empty pavilion on the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Sometimes, he will suppress his true energy and use martial arts tricks to clean the scripture-reserving pavilion. As a result, his actual combat ability has also improved rapidly.

On this day, Su Cheng practiced Vajra Immortality, and forgot the time in the middle of the night, and did not go back to the monk's room. In the dark night, he sat cross-legged, and faint dark golden Buddha light flowed out from his body, like dark golden dust.

This has become the norm. Anyway, there is only Su Cheng alone, so it is much more convenient to live in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

But this night, Su Cheng, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes.

Someone came to the Sutra Pavilion?

He frowned slightly. As an innate triple martial artist, his perception is extremely powerful. If there are birds and beasts within a kilometer radius, they can detect them.

But now, he could feel that there was a figure approaching outside the Sutra Pavilion. The figure's cultivation is not ordinary, it seems to have a congenital realm.

...

After thinking for a while, Su Cheng stood up slowly, and with the flickering of the light and the change of his body shape, he had already activated the Winning Great Formless Magic Art.

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At night, the moonlight is dim.

In the Bodhidharma Cave on the mountain behind the Sutra Pavilion, a black shadow passed by. Then it moved quickly among the mountains, like a ghost.

After the time for cup of tea, a black shadow appeared near the scripture storage pavilion.

The black shadow gradually revealed its appearance, but it was the dharma ring entangled in karma!

Hehehehe... After more than a year, I finally achieved the innate realm!!

He held out his right hand,

Five fingers formed into claws, and then he clenched his fist violently.

boom!

A momentum rushed out from his body, condensing the karma around him into the palm of his hand: The magic kung fu master taught me is really powerful, it is countless times stronger than the kung fu of these bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple! It won't be long, bald donkeys! , it won’t be long before I will be able to sweep away the shame and avenge my revenge!!”

Today, let's kill that little bald donkey Fazang first to relieve our hatred...sacrifice my divine skills!

Fa Jie took out a black cloth from his bosom, covered his face, and then came to the monk's room near the Sutra Pavilion. But after searching for a while, there was no sign of Fazang.

Strange, where did that little bald donkey go? Could it be that he still hasn't come out of the Sutra Pavilion?

Fajie frowned. He was depressed in his heart, and the enmity of many years could be avenged just today. But today the little bald donkey was not found.

...Forget it, the little bald donkey Fazang is just a stinky handyman anyway, and killing him will only scare the snake. Let him live for a while first, it doesn't matter. The important things that the master entrusted to me come first.

Fa Jie thought for a while, hid his figure, and came outside the Sutra Pavilion.

He looked at the simple and simple pavilion, and there seemed to be a faint majesty in the pavilion, which made him a little terrified.

I hope I don't encounter that old bald donkey like Master said. But Master said that it has been two or three hundred years, and he was seriously injured. He should have died long ago!

Fa Jie thought for a while, then pushed open the door of the Sutra Pavilion, and stepped in.

squeak --

The door was pushed open, and he walked in, he was slightly relieved to see that there was no sound in the scripture storage pavilion.

But just then—

Amitabha, the Sutra Pavilion is an important place in Shaolin Temple. It's not good for the benefactor to enter without warning.

who!?

Fa Jie turned pale with shock, turned around abruptly, only to find that there was a handsome young monk in gray clothes with an unfamiliar appearance who appeared behind him.

He took a deep breath, and his heart suddenly felt like thunder!

I have stepped into the innate realm, and my five senses have improved a hundred times compared to before, but this seemingly young monk can appear behind me without a sound!

Is it because I am too nervous, or... this little monk's cultivation level is higher than his own?

Fajie frowned. He is also a Shaolin disciple, but he has never seen the little monk in front of him.

However, it is normal for me not to know a mere handyman monk. Maybe it was the handyman monk with that nasty little bald donkey, Fazang.

Fa Jie didn't know much about the Miscellaneous Worker's Court, nor did he know about the Buddhist scripture pavilion. There was only one scripture-keeping monk. Seeing that the other party was young, and recalling the appearance of the scripture-keeping monk Kongwen that Master said, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's still too late for the benefactor to leave now. If not, if the old monk is allowed to do it himself, I'm afraid the benefactor will go to the stupa to reflect for a hundred years.

Su Cheng said in a deep voice.

He already recognized who the person in front of him was...

Fortunately, before coming down, he performed the Great Formless Divine Art of Rotation for safety. He changed his appearance so much that Fajie didn't recognize him.