He didn't dare to look directly at him, and only when he realized that Lin Bin didn't even look at him did he manage to calm down.
Lin Bin stretched out his hand and touched the Sweeping Monk's chest. A strand of internal energy penetrated into it. After a brief feeling, he couldn't help scratching his head.
"I think I was a little too harsh."
"Ahem."
"However, you, the number one Tianlong, are indeed a little weak. You can't even withstand a punch from me."
Even though the Sweeping Monk was already unconscious, he couldn't help but tremble all over after hearing these words.
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
"But fortunately I won't die."
The fellow muttered again, "That power in his body that constantly repairs damaged meridians, that must be the Yi Jin Jing, right?"
"The Yi Jin Jing from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils is a top-notch internal skill, and its effects are quite good. However, it won't kill me... that's okay."
"Forget it."
Lin Bin turned and left.
As for the Sweeping Monk, he had no intention of killing him or sucking him dry.
There is no hatred or resentment, there is no need for this.
If we keep him, we can use him as a copy later, right? For example, when the group members have made enough progress, can we ask Wang Yuyan to apply for assistance and come over to "brush"?
Well, that’s totally possible!
No one dared to speak!
When Lin Bin walked to Wang Yuyan and others, the Sweeping Monk finally woke up and slowly sat up.
Everyone looked over quickly, only to find that the Sweeping Monk looked as if he had aged ten years, as if his energy had run out and he would pass away at any moment.
The Sweeping Monk himself was confused for quite some time.
Then he felt his own situation and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Others may not know, but he himself is very clear.
He wouldn't die in a short period of time, but he couldn't recover to the state before the battle, even with the Yi Jin Jing.
As for life expectancy, it will also be shortened a lot.
I can still live for a few more years, but it’s really not much.
"Amitabha."
"Thank you for showing mercy, benefactor."
Although he was seriously injured in this battle, it also made the Sweeping Monk completely sober.
He knew that he was too arrogant.
Especially in recent years, with the growth of his inner strength and his comprehension of various unique skills, although he did not say it, he really regarded himself as the best in the world.
It is natural to think that no one in the world is better than oneself.
Although Lin Bin had performed strongly before, in his eyes, he was so young, how could he be his opponent?
Therefore, he "naturally" felt that Lin Bin was not as good as himself, and he could completely "convert" him and let him contribute to protecting Shaolin for the rest of his life.
There is even an idea of 'I want it all'.
Want to take Xiao Feng and his son, Murong Bo and his son, Dongfang Bubai and others into Shaolin...
It was not until now that the Sweeping Monk realized how ridiculous his ideas were. They were simply nonsense.
In fact, Lin Bin was completely defeated with just one move.
If he wanted to kill me, would I still be alive?
Looking at the completely changed terrain, the Sweeping Monk sighed again.
"Amitabha."
"Guilt, guilt."
"I would also like to thank you for waking me up."
At this moment, the Sweeping Monk felt miserable, but he could do nothing about it.
Not to mention Lin Bin, Dongfang Bubai and others, even Xiao Yuanshan could not be kept. In his current state, it was a problem for him to attack, let alone face strong men like Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan?
As for where to go after Shaolin...
Especially when Xuanci's scandal was exposed, Shaolin had no other masters besides this seriously injured old monk. How badly would Shaolin's reputation be ruined...
The sweeping monk could only sigh and lament, feeling helpless.
"It's good to be awake."
Lin Bin said calmly: "Master, your Buddhist teachings are quite good, and your martial arts attainments are also very high, but you are just too lonely."
"After decades of doing the same thing, it's inevitable that there will be some extremes."
“···”
The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said, "Your teaching is correct, benefactor."
"So, I've decided that every once in a while, I'll have one or more of my brothers come over to fight with you, Master."
Lin Bin smiled and pointed at Dongfang Bubai and the others behind him: "So that you won't be so lonely, and you won't get stuck in a dead end and fall into extreme thoughts."
“···”
The Sweeping Monk curled his lips.
This is like treating yourself as a sparring partner!!!
Their strength is indeed good, but how can they be qualified to let me be their sparring partner?
But looking at Lin Bin's figure, the Sweeping Monk couldn't refuse and could only say, "This is naturally the best."
At the same time, he sighed in his heart.
"I'm afraid he's not only interested in me, a top sparring partner, but also the 72 Shaolin martial arts in the Sutra Library."
But again, the Sweeping Monk was helpless.
Even though I knew Lin Bin’s plan, I still couldn’t refuse.
In fact, the Sweeping Monk is not very generous.
He would not let Shaolin's unique skills be lost for no reason and learned by others at will.
The reason why Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo learned so much was because he had long had the idea of accepting these two people into Shaolin.
As long as you are from Shaolin, what’s the big deal about learning the 72 unique skills?
I wish you could learn more!
But if Lin Bin’s people want to learn, do you dare not teach them?
Do you dare to turn them into Shaolin people later?
Transition?
hehe.
"Donor, I am seriously injured and need to be healed. I will not stay here any longer. Farewell."
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