Sign In To Shaolin Abbot

I saw this black clothed old man who looked like a ghost and had no body in the illusory.

Standing in front of Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

He is heavily shadowed, and Divine Soul's body begins to tremble.

"Don't be nervous."

Xuan Xin raised his hand, calm and composed, as if he had already expected everything.

Xuan Gang also has Xuan Yuan, and Wu Neng who is in front of him.

This is how I relax.

"abbot, this is Old Mo, a distinguished senior of Martial Dao. His body is destroyed and he can only survive with Divine Soul."

"Old Mo, he has no malice. "

Xiao Huohuo immediately stood up and explained.

Although he doesn't know enough about Old Mo, he also knows that Old Mo is by no means a wicked person.

He Xiao Huohuo can still see this.

"abbot, this person is at least a great power of Divine Transformation Realm."

As the chief assistant of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wu Neng, the cabinet who returned to his hometown and retired, regardless of vision or The insights are unmatched by everyone present.

"Hiss..."

Xiao Huohuo and Xuan Gang Xuan Yuan on the side are all sucked in a breath of cold air. After hearing them, they showed a terrified look.

Too much shock!

Wu Zhen Wu Tian does not understand Divine Transformation Realm at all.

I haven't even heard of it.

Martial Dao Realm, Acquired, Innate, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Divine Transformation...

What is the existence of Divine Transformation Realm?

Before, the most powerful Demon Venerable in the world was nothing but Divine Transformation Realm. There are very few powerhouses like Martial Dao Realm in this world.

Wu Neng only has Martial Dao Realm of Innate great perfection, but he knows that he can survive in the world with Divine Soul.

Martial Dao Realm must be at least Divine Transformation Realm!

"Amitabha."

Xuan Xin's face was expressionless, ignoring Old Mo standing in front of the temple.

Instead, he walked straight into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Standing in the attic, Buddha's radiance is permeated in Xuan Xin's meaning of Sea of ​​Consciousness. I saw the 18 Layer majestic Hidden Scripture Pavilion. On the walls of each floor attic, a series of simple and elegant skills emerged. Superb mysterious pictures.

The paintings are actually the Buddhas and Bodhisattva!

Seeing a picture emerge from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, everyone's faces couldn't help showing awe.

Illusory, with dark shadows, Old Mo like a ghost, dumbfounded, Divine Soul shuddered and pointed at the pictures of gods and Buddha on the attic of Hidden Scripture Pavilion 18 Layer.

After a burst of horror, the majestic Divine Soul Power in this brief moment turned out to be unstable.

"Within the three realms and four lives, each is free from reincarnation. Among the ten categories of Nether, it is completely free from the sea of ​​suffering."

"The boundless world, the earth is long and the sky is long, the earth is the god of Earth Dragon, Anseng protects the Dharma."

"My numerology has been awakened so far."

Illusory, dark shadows are heavy, Old Mo who exists in the Divine Soul body looks at 18 Layer's Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Divine Soul kept trembling, looked towards Xuan Xin with a vicissitudes of enlightenment, and sincerely said: "Master, you are the Divine Monk with the profound knowledge of Buddhism. You are the reincarnation of the Buddha, and you are the living Buddha. Can you save me into Shaolin?"

Old Mo stared at Xuan Xin deeply, his eyes full of admiration.

The sound of Shaolin's bells made his Divine Soul condensed, and the vast Buddhadharma made him fully enlightened. Today I see this majestic and majestic Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

He realized that Shaolin was his soul.

His fate is already doomed.

"Shaolin is infinite."

Xuan Xin's eyes flashed a clear comprehension, and said meaningfully to the black clothed old man.

What Hidden Scripture Pavilion lacks is the infusion of life and soul.

And this black clothed old man just happened to fit this Hidden Scripture Pavilion. At this time, Xuan Xin didn't know what to say.

There is fate, this black clothed old man Old Mo has such a coincidental fate with Shaolin.

Xuan Xin doesn't know what to say about this kind of coincidence.

"Dísciple Mowen, pay homage to abbot."

I saw the black clothed old man, prostrated and bowed deeply to Xuan Xin.

"Xuan Yuan, go to my monastery and fetch the Shaolin roster."

Xuan Xin turned his head, and stunned Xuan Yuan, who didn't know why.

"Yes."

As soon as Xuan Yuan turned around, he hurried to the Buddhist monastery.

Xuan Xin is ready to give Xiao Huohuo and Mo Wen to Shaolin now.

"abbot, here you are."

Soon, Xuan Yuan handed over the Shaolin roster.

"Today, I received Xiao Huohuo, and I received the three generations of Shaolin dísciple."

Xuan Xin opened the Shaolin roster and wrote some basic information about Xiao Huohuo and Mo Wen. Go up.

Xiao Huohuo stepped forward, holy and knelt in front of Xuan Xin with great excitement.

"Xiao Huohuo, three-generation dísciple, Sect Master's original biography, Wu Yan."

"Mo Wen, three-generation dísciple, and Wu Ming."

Record the information on the Shaolin roster, even if they are officially put into the door wall.

Xiao Huohuo's dharma name Wu Yan is due to his natural fate of fire, and he is destined to play with fire in this life.

And Mowen, Wu Ming and Xuan Xin mainly rely on him. In the future, Shaolin will be able to keep the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in obscurity without seeking fame and fortune.

"Wu Yan..."

Xiao Huohuo muttered to himself, his eyes brighter and brighter, and he only felt that this dharma name was in harmony with him.

"dísciple thanks to Master."

"dísciple thanks to abbot."

Xiao Huohuo and the black clothed old man have heard of Mo Wen, they all give their sincere thanks.

Wu Yan, also known as Xiao Huohuo, is the third abbot dísciple received by Xuan Xin, with Head Disciple Wu Zhen and second disciple Wu Tian before it.

Xiao Huohuo is Ranked Third.

As for Wu Ming, it is the same as Wu Neng. It belongs to the third-generation dísciple, and is inferior in identity to Xiao Huohuo, a direct descendant of abbot.

In front of Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Xiao Huohuo and black clothed old man Mowen were included in Shaolin.

Xuan Xin held a simple ceremony again.

The main purpose is to shave Xiao Huohuo, because Wu Ming is a Divine Soul body, and there is no way to shave him.

After the shave is completed, Xiao Huohuo puts on the monk's clothes and stands obediently and honestly next to Wu Zhen Wu Tian, ​​who is an enlightened character.

Xuan Gang Xuan Yuan, Wu Zhen Wu Tian, ​​Wu Yan and Wu Neng, all eyes are on the black clothed elders Wu Ming and Xuan Xin.

I saw Xuan Xin took a deep breath and looked towards Divine Soul trembling Wu Ming, saying: "Are you ready?"

Wu Ming bowed deeply, excitedly said: "Back to abbot, dísciple is ready."

"en."

Xuan Xin nodded, then put your hands together, and close your eyes, meaning Buddha's radiance in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is permeated .

Immediately recite Mahayana Dharma Vajra Sutra, saying: "As I heard it. At one time, the Buddha was in the Gion Tree of Sāvatāva and gave to the solitary garden, and the grand competition was held by the masses, with a total of two hundred and fifty people......"

As soon as Xuan Xin recites the sutras, he immediately exudes a breath of Buddhadharma.

Solemn and sacred.

Xuan Gang Xuan Yuan, Wu Zhen Wu Tian Wu Yan, and Wu Neng immediately sat down.

Listen to the Dharma with a pious face.

As Xuan Xin recites Vajra Sutra, it means Buddha's radiance in Sea of ​​Consciousness is permeated, extremely mysterious and abstruse sudden enlightenment lingers in the heart, 18 Layer majestic and majestic Hidden Scripture Pavilion wall of gods Buddha drawing.

Golden light that emits one after another, this golden light seems to have boundless power and generally envelops the illusory black Wu Ming.

Wu Ming bathed in the golden Buddha's radiance, then transformed into a mass of nothingness into the 18 Layer Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Divine Soul directly fuse together with Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

When the golden Buddha's radiance converges, Wu Ming is no longer visible, and a bunch of red Fire Attribute energy is condensed in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Gray Earth Attribute energy, blue Water Attribute energy, green Wood Attribute energy, golden Metal Attribute energy.

Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth and Five Elements are condensed in energy, and each other is extremely pure.

When these five groups, the pure Five Elements attribute energy fuse together, formed a mysterious black energy group.

With the black energy group as the center, there are waves of violent wind.

When everything returned to calm, the black energy group dissipated, and the figure standing in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was actually a thin figure.

Like dead wood, a silent and lifeless old monk.

This old monk is Wu Ming.

He is no longer the body of Divine Soul, his Divine Soul and Hidden Scripture Pavilion fuse together, with the help of the vast Buddhist power of Hidden Scripture Pavilion to condense the energy of Five Elements.

With this pure Five Elements energy, this Five Elements Body was created.

"dísciple, thanks abbot."

The body is thin and dead as a dead tree. The quiet Wu Ming bowed down in front of Xuan Xin piously.

For many years, Wu Ming finally has a body, and he has a feeling of being a human again.

The only difference is that he has no body temperature.

There is no breath of life either.

No more food.