Vol V Chapter 33
An ordinary sweeping monk was worthy of being on the rankings?!
How long could a mortal live?
Even though Ying Zheng was an emperor and could enjoy many treasures, he could only live for a hundred years.
Even a Deva Realm expert could only extend their lifespan by two to three hundred years.
No matter how magnificent and powerful you are, you will eventually turn into a skeleton and a handful of dirt.
Not only Ying Zheng, but every emperor was filled with an extreme desire for immortality!
Only by being immortal could he continue to stand at the peak of power, look down on the world, and shock the Nine Provinces!
Only by being immortal would he be able to see Great Qin's foundation continue for tens of thousands of years and still stand tall in the Nine Provinces!
"Why not the Elixir of Immortality?”
Ying Zheng said in a low voice, his expression a little crazy!
If it was the Elixir of Immortality, he would mobilize a million troops to get it, no matter the price.
However, the 500 years of lifespan of the Heavenly Dao could not be taken away at all!
He could only be envious, and Ying Zheng was filled with unwillingness!
But at the same time, he was also filled with passion for the rankings listed by the Heavenly Dao!
If even five hundred years of lifespan could be used as a reward, then the Elixir of Immortality was not impossible!
Ying Zheng's eyes shone brightly. This emperor, who had swept away all six dynasties, had displayed his imposing spirit to the fullest.
......
"Why isn't this 500 years of lifespan mine?!”
In the Great Han Dynasty.
In Weiyang Palace.
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Liu Che, was so envious that he was about to go crazy!
Liu Che night dream Jin people, sent ministers to pray for Buddha.
He also gathered necromancers to refine pills for him in order to live forever.
Now that he saw the possibility of immortality, it did not belong to him.
This decisive Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty was filled with an unresigned killing intent!
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In the Tang Empire.
Inside Taiji Palace.
"Zhangsun Wuji, stop the Buddha Extermination. I order you to build the largest monastery in Chang 'an!”
"We must invite this eminent monk to Chang 'an at all costs!”
Li Shi Min sat on the dragon throne and ordered excitedly.
Although 500 years of lifespan could not be transferred to him.
However, a sweeping monk who could be rewarded by the Heavenly Dao, especially an ordinary person?!
If he cultivated with the sweeping monk, he could extend his lifespan by hundreds of years!
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Qinling Mountains, Heavenly Gate.
" A mere 500 years of lifespan?!"
Sakra, who wore an ice mask on his face, said mockingly, his words filled with disdain.
He had consumed the snowstorm and lived for more than two thousand years!
Five hundred years of lifespan was nothing in his eyes!
"A mere Shaolin sweeping monk can be ranked 12th. I will definitely be ranked in the top three!”
Sakra originally wanted to say that he was ranked first, but when he suddenly thought of the two mysterious powerhouses he encountered, the arrogance in his heart immediately dissipated.
However, he boasted that with his Saint Heart Incantation, other than those two mysterious experts, the others were not his match at all!
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A new scene appeared on the scroll in the sky.
Shaolin Temple.
Inside the Great Buddha Hall.
The bell chimes echoed in the hall, and the Sanskrit chants of the monks were endless.
Beneath the solemn Rulai Golden Body sat old monks with abyss-like auras.
These old monks were the heads of the various halls in Shaolin Temple. Their martial arts were unparalleled and their cultivation was profound.
Today, they were gathered here to select disciples.
In front of these old monks stood a dozen young monks who had just shaved their heads.
The heads of the Dharma Hall, Discipline Hall, and Arhat Hall carefully sized up these young acolytes and chose their favorite disciples.
Only a little novice monk with a dull expression stood alone in the hall. He had not been selected for a long time.
"Who is willing to take this child as a disciple?"
The abbot of Shaolin asked.
The other old monks didn't even open their eyes. They shook their heads silently.
"Sigh, forget it!"
The abbot sighed helplessly.
"Junior Brother Hui Ming, from now on, this child will follow you to clean up the Scripture Depository!”
"Yes, sir!"
An old monk replied respectfully.
He brought the young monk to the Sutra Depository.
Seeing this scene, everyone could not help but frown.
They naturally understood that the young monk was assigned to clean the Sutra Depository because he was not talented.
It seemed that this little monk would be the future sweeping monk.
But since his talent was not good, how could he become a Celestial Being powerhouse?
With doubts in their hearts, everyone began to watch again.
On the way to the Sutra Depository, the old monk named Huiming glanced at the silent little monk and said,"
"The martial world is dangerous. Countless people have lost their lives because they have learned martial arts.
"Although you don't have the aptitude to practice martial arts, it's not a bad thing.”
"The Sutra Depository is an important place in Shaolin. From now on, you will study Buddhist scriptures here, sweep the Sutra Depository, and live a peaceful life.”
"Yes, sir!"
The little monk replied.
Actually, he didn't care if he learned martial arts or not.
To be able to have a place to stay and eat his fill was already his greatest wish.
From then on, the little monk stayed in the Sutra Depository for decades.
As spring passed and winter came, the young monk of the past had become an old monk.
He did not know how much time had passed, but he knew that the gingko tree in the Sutra Depository had turned yellow and green, green and yellow.
In the past few decades, he had only done two things.
He cleaned the Sutra Depository and read Buddhist scriptures!
There were countless Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Depository, and even Shaolin's martial arts were included.
However, he had never learned martial arts, so his voice was ordinary.
This made everyone who saw this scene very puzzled.
How did a person with poor aptitude, who had not practiced any martial arts for decades, become a Celestial Being?
One had to know that martial arts cultivation required a foundation to be established from a young age. Young people's muscles and bones were gradually formed, and their physical strength was abundant. This was the best world for martial arts!
If he missed the best part of his life, no matter how talented he was, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything in martial arts.
Just as everyone was feeling bewildered.
Something big had happened in the Shaolin Temple in the picture!
Bodhidharma's Molt had been stolen by a disciple.
That disciple even relied on the remains of Bodhidharma to possess the power of a celestial being and become an evil monk!
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