Seventh place: Sweeping Monk!
He was a rare genius in Shaolin Temple. He had studied Buddhism all his life, cleansed his roots, and cleansed his body. He had cultivated 23 of Shaolin's 72 ultimate techniques. He was undoubtedly one of the strongest monks in Shaolin's history!
"The seventh on the Golden Roll is a monk from Shaolin Temple?!”
"Those bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple have hidden themselves well. There's actually a figure at the level of a Land Immortal who hasn't appeared yet!”
"This sweeping monk is probably the same as Dugu Qiubai. He was an expert who was active dozens of years ago. Later on, he went into hiding and did not care about the world.”
"I always thought that the strongest person in Shaolin Temple was Abbot Xuan Ci of Great Song. Now it seems..."
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He looked at the words that appeared on the golden list.
Everyone was surprised.
Shaolin Temple actually had such a person?!
Cihang Jingzhai.
Shi Feixuan could not help but feel a little surprised when she read the introduction of the sweeping monk.?
The Shaolin Temple actually hid an expert who was strong enough to enter the Golden Roll!
One had to know.
Ever since Master Xuan Cheng went berserk and lost all his martial arts, he had been in a coma.
Shaolin Temple went downhill.
Up until Xuan Ci's generation, the Shaolin Temple, which was the leading figure in the martial arts world, was unable to take down the Ming Cult even after joining forces with the six major sects.
It was truly a disgrace to Patriarch Bodhidharma.
"After all, Shaolin Temple is a big sect in the martial arts world that has been passed down for thousands of years. There are not many sects in the entire Nine Provinces that can compare to it. It is normal for there to be hidden experts.”
Fan Qinghui said calmly.
She had suspected that the Shaolin Temple was hiding their strength.
Otherwise, the Bodhidharma sect, the great mountain and the big star of the Nine States martial arts world...
How could there be so few martial grandmasters, not to mention the experts at the level of land immortals? There was not a single one!
Tubo.
"Impossible, how can there be someone in this world who can master 23 of the 72 ultimate techniques!”
The big-eared Jiu Mozhi stood up in shock, his face filled with disbelief.
Even with Jiu Mozhi's talent and strength, he was still a genius.
Until now, he had yet to master any of the 72 ultimate techniques.
The Shaolin Seventy-two Ultimate Skills that he usually used were actually fake and used to scare people.
But now, someone had actually cultivated 23!
How could he calm down?
At the same time.
Above the vast sea.
The eminent monks of Shaolin Temple looked at the golden roll that had arrived as scheduled, and their faces were filled with shock.
There was actually such a powerful figure in Shaolin Temple!
"You've mastered twenty-three ultimate techniques? How is this possible? Even Master Xuan Cheng had only mastered thirteen ultimate techniques.”
Xuan Bei looked at the Sweeping Monk's introduction in disbelief.
Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills were the top martial arts in the entire Shaolin Temple!
Xuan Bei had only cultivated three martial arts, but he had already stepped into the Great Grandmaster Realm and became the abbot of Shaolin Temple, dominating the martial arts world!
Twenty-three gates, what kind of concept was that?!
Other than the founder Bodhidharma, there was actually someone else who could do it.
"I know, he is the Twenty-Three Extremes Divine Monk from a hundred years ago!”
Xuan Ci suddenly thought of something and shouted!
A hundred years ago.
An eminent monk had appeared out of nowhere. He was extremely talented and had cultivated 23 ultimate techniques. It could be said that he was unprecedented and would not be able to do so in the future!
And that person was called the Twenty-Three Ultimate Godly Monk!
"I didn't expect that person to still be alive and hidden in Shaolin Temple!”
Xuan Ci's face was filled with excitement. At the same time, she had figured out why no one had ever discovered the sweeping monk after so many years.
With that person's cultivation, how could they possibly discover him?
"Abbot, are you saying that this sweeping monk was a figure from a hundred years ago? Then wouldn't his seniority be comparable to Wudang Sect's Perfected Zhang?”
A monk heard this and his face was filled with disbelief.
This sweeping monk had actually lived for more than a hundred years!
Xuan Ci nodded, his face full of pride as he said,""Our Shaolin Temple has been silent for so long. Today, the Twenty-Three Ultimate Godly Monk has made it onto the Golden Roll. This is undoubtedly the best proof of our Shaolin Temple's strength.”
"I want to see who dares to talk about my Shaolin Temple behind my back after today!”
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Shaolin Temple.
Most of the experts in the temple had already left for Vigilante Island.
Therefore, the Shaolin Temple was particularly deserted today.
The sweeping monk took a broom and swept the fallen leaves of the dead tree into a pile.
The golden roll arrived as expected. The sweeping monk also stopped what he was doing and began to watch.
When he saw the words of the Golden Board Leader.
The sweeping monk was also stunned for a moment before he reacted.
He was on the Golden Roll!
The sweeping monk was not surprised by this result.
With the strength of his 23 ultimate skills, he could definitely become one of the top 10 on the Golden Roll.
However, what surprised the sweeping monk was that he was only ranked seventh!
In other words, there were at least six people in the Nine Provinces who were stronger than him!
"This Nine Provinces is really filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. It's this old man who has underestimated the heroes of the world.”
The sweeping monk sighed softly.
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The Golden Roll dissipated.
What replaced it was a familiar inventory.
A little boy was born on the screen.
When he was six years old, his parents sent him to Shaolin Temple to convert to Buddhism.
At first, the little monk only followed his senior brothers to chant scriptures, sit quietly, fetch water, and do some ordinary things.
Later.
By chance, the abbot of Shaolin Temple allowed him to learn Shaolin martial arts when he saw his bones.
Who would have thought that this action would create a martial arts legend!
The other monks would take ten days to read the secret manual, but the little monk could memorize it in three to four days.
Other monks would need years of hard work to learn kung fu, but the little monk only needed to watch it a few times to learn it.
His terrifying talent made the abbot, who allowed the little monk to learn martial arts, ecstatic.
Soon, the little monk was accepted as a disciple by the abbot.
Since then.
With his master's guidance, as well as the right to read the martial arts of the Sutra Depository.
The small monk's martial arts improved by leaps and bounds.
In just five years, he had stepped into the Grandmaster Realm. He had surpassed his master and broken the record of Shaolin for a hundred years!
Seeing this scene.
Countless people gasped.
At this time, the sweeping monk was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he was already a grandmaster level expert.
In terms of talent, it was definitely rare in the world!
Wudang.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the scene in the sky and was a little surprised. He sighed and said,"I didn't expect the Twenty-Three Extremes Divine Monk to still be alive.”
At the side.
After the Golden Roll appeared, Song Yuanqiao also came to True Martial Hall and was not stopped by Zhang Sanfeng.
Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Song Yuanqiao was also a little puzzled. He said,"Master, do you know this sweeping monk?”
Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly and said,""Yes, we are only ten years apart in age. We can be said to be from the same era, so how could we not know each other?”
"It's just a pity. Ten years doesn't sound like a long time, but it has completely cut off the two of us, making it impossible for us to have a fair battle between our peers.”
Zhang Sanfeng was filled with emotion and joy. Even now, there were still people he knew who were still alive and had reached this stage.
Just as everyone was shocked by the sweeping monk's appearance on the Golden Roll.
The Great Tang.
An ancient mountain range without any signs of human habitation.
Dugu Jian was covered in blood. The Unparalleled Sword was about to break, and many cracks appeared on it.
"Damn it, there's actually such a powerful figure in the Nine Provinces. I didn't provoke him, so why would he want to kill me?”
Dugu Jian's heart was filled with confusion. He was sure that he had never even met that person, let alone formed a grudge.
Why did the other party want to kill him?
Dugu Jian glanced at the list in the sky and knew who was on the Golden List this time. He no longer paid attention to it.
At this moment, if he was distracted, only death awaited him!
At the same time.
About ten miles behind Dugu Jian.
Sakra's figure appeared. He looked at the introduction of the sweeping monk on the golden roll with a calm expression.
So what if he had mastered the 23 ultimate skills of Shaolin?
Even if Bodhidharma reappeared, Sakra was confident that he could compete with him!
Soon after.
Sakra looked into the distance, his eyes filled with killing intent as he snorted coldly,""I want to see where you can escape to!”
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