Sign In Buddha’s Palm
chapter-12

Chapter 12: Figure.

Edited by: Mochiusagi

Su Qin exchanged a few sentences with the Court Head then left.

Before leaving, the Court Head asked whether there was anything he wanted to do recently.

But Su Qin already knew where the Head was going, the Court Head should be approaching the end of his life.

In this world of Martial Dao, the life essence of a martial artist is certainly longer than that of an ordinary person; but unless they do not become a Legend or attain Arhat Buddhahood, even a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster can at most live for two hundred years.

And two hundred years is the longest period. In fact, many Grade 1 Great Grandmasters live far less than two hundred years.

Because Martial Artists have more or less residual injuries in their body, which virtually shortens their life essence.

“Things have remained the same, but people have changed…”

Su Qin walked slowly along the green trails of the Shaolin Temple, deep in thought and emotion.

The Handyman Court Head can be said to be his guide, his mentor. If it were not for the Court Head, Su Qin would not have even been able to stay at the Shaolin Temple.

But now, ten years later, the Court Head was about to pass away.

“It is said that as long as you attain Arhat Buddhahood or step into the World of Legends, you will stay young forever, and your bodily function will be restored to its Peak. You will have a life span of more than five hundred years.”

Su Qin suddenly thought of some records in the classics.

Regarding this knowledge, he can’t help but praise the Shaolin Temple. As a Great Sect, they have a lot of top-secret information on martial arts that can only be seen or read in the Shaolin Temple.

Especially information about the Arhat Level.

Arhat Buddhism is equivalent to the World’s Legend.

Any information about Legends is top secret among top secrets.

“Five hundred years of life…”

Su Qin was envious.

Although Su Qin had cultivated [Invincible Vajra Divine Art] to Great Accomplishment, his flesh body will be maintained in Peak State at all times, and he is also one of the few Grade 1 Great Grandmasters that can actually live for two hundred years; but can two hundred years really be compared to five hundred years?

The latter is more than double the former.

“Arhat Buddhahood…”

Su Qin’s thoughts fluctuated.

Ever since Su Qin entered Grade 1, it was obvious that his cultivation speed had slowed down.

“Forget it.”

“Let it come gradually.”

“I’m only 20 years old right now, and I can live for another 180 years.”

Su Qin thought silently.

At this moment, Su Qin had entered the Scripture Pavilion.

“System, Sign In.”

Su Qin said silently.

[Congratulations to the Host for Signing In successfully and obtaining Divine Art Formless Tribulation Finger.]

“Formless Tribulation Finger?”

Su Qin was overjoyed.

Among the many Divine Arts in the Shaolin Temple, [Formless Tribulation Finger] is a Divine Art that is very good at killing. Once cultivated to Great Accomplishment, it can condense power of the Tribulation and kill people several distances away.

Weng~!

In an instant, a lot of insight about the [Formless Tribulation Finger] poured into Su Qin’s mind.

[Formless Tribulation Finger] was not stronger than [Buddha’s Palm]. So along with the strength of Su Qin being a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, he easily comprehended [Formless Tribulation Finger] to Great Accomplishment.

“Invisible and silent.”

“Instant killing.”

“I wonder what kind of mentality the Senior who created this Absolute Art has…”

Su Qin slightly smiled, there was a faint power in between his fingers. At this moment, as long as he willed it, he can kill people thousands of meters away using [Formless Tribulation Finger].

As he was enjoying his new skill, he suddenly noticed something.

“Someone sneaked into the Shaolin Temple?”

…

At the same time.

A dark figure came quietly outside the Scripture Pavilion.

“Sect Master’s Cultivation Deviation is difficult to recover from. It is said that the Shaolin Temple’s [Yi Jin Jing] is a marvelous skill in this world and can heal injuries of the overwhelming majority.”

“As long as I follow what the Sect Master said about stealing the [Yi Jin Jing], I will be rewarded after I return!” The figure muttered to itself.

The Shaolin Temple is a Great Sect that has declined in recent decades. It certainly attracted the attention of many forces in the world, including the Demon Sect behind the figure.

This time, the Demon Sect’s Sect Master asked the figure to come. In addition to wanting to get the [Yi Jin Jing] to heal his injuries, he was also testing the Shaolin Temple.

“And, in addition to the [Yi Jin Jing], the Shaolin Temple also has 72 Divine Arts that are famous martial arts. If I can get several of them, wouldn’t I get even more recognition?”

The figure’s eyes flashed a trace of greed.

In Martial Dao Cultivation, in addition to having enough innate talent, it also needs enough external opportunities.

For the figure, the Scripture Pavilion in front of it at this moment was the greatest opportunity.

But just when the figure was about to explore the Scripture Pavilion, it saw a Sweeping Monk wearing a gray monk robe walking out slowly.

“Sweeping Monk?”

“How unlucky, you came out at this time.”

The figure frowned. It could only endure secretly and wanted to wait until the Sweeping Monk left before going into the Scripture Pavilion.

The figure’s Cultivation Technique is special. When it runs at full capacity, it can almost blend together with the shadows. Even if it is a Martial Artist in the Upper Realm, unless they pay a great amount of attention, they will not notice the figure.

This was the reason why the Demon Sect’s Sect Master sent the figure.

In terms of hiding and sneaking, this figure was the cream of the crop under the Upper Realm.

However.

Even after the figure waited for half an hour, it found that not only did the Sweeping Monk not leave, he was still sweeping within the vicinity.

Besides, it doesn’t know if it was just it’s illusion, but the figure always felt that the Sweeping Monk was intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him during the sweeping process.

“This sweeping monk didn’t find me, right?”

The figure was shocked, and killing intent arose in its heart.

If the situation was as it thought, it can’t let this Sweeping Monk go.

Should the other party leave and try to talk nonsense after leaving, thus attracting the attention of the Abbot of the Shaolin Temple, wouldn’t its plan to steal the [Yi Jin Jing] fail?

Thinking of this, the figure was about to end this Sweeping Monk’s life before entering the Scripture Pavilion.

But a sigh suddenly rang in its ear.

“This is the main place of the Shaolin Temple. Your Excellency sneaked in without authorization and violated the precepts.”

“Who is talking to?”

The figure’s ears buzzed and was forced out of its stealth state. The figure was shocked.

It couldn’t believe that someone could force him out with just a voice.

What kind of strength is this?

Grade 3?

Grade 2?

Or…

The figure didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

However.

What made the figure fall into further disbelief, was that the Sweeping Monk not far away slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on the figure.

“It’s you?!”

At this moment, the figure’s expression changed as it stared at the Sweeping Monk.

The figure can feel that the Sweeping Monk in front of it was ordinary, without any fluctuation of Internal Strength.

If it was before, the figure might’ve really believed that the Sweeping Monk was just an ordinary person.

But now, the figure doesn’t even have the slightest of this idea.

Can an ordinary person see through its stealth?

Can an ordinary person force it to expose itself?

The figure’s scalp was numb, and it almost ran away in fright.

Su Qin felt helpless.

If this figure simply entered the Scripture Pavilion, Su Qin will definitely treat it as if he did not see anything.

As long as the other party does not destroy the Scripture Pavilion, Su Qin was simply too lazy to stick his nose into it.

But Su Qin didn’t expect that the figure wanted to kill him…