Chapter 399

"The reason for the application concerns whether you can pass the administrator's application; please write it carefully."

"Hint: This time, three people are applying to join the chat group, and only one can pass the application."

Just then, a stream of information about the chat group appeared in the thin monk's mind.

"Hum~"

The thin monk, who had originally been listless and sleepy, had his slightly murky eyes flash with brilliance, and his whole body emitted a terrifying aura.

"What kind of expert is this?"

Abbot Xuanci and other experts of the Shaolin Temple all looked toward the direction of the Sweeping Monk, their expressions suspicious, and they flew over rapidly.

The aura vanished suddenly, but it was powerful and terrifying.

"Is such a top-tier expert hidden in the Shaolin Temple?"

In the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Pavilion, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, who were stealing Shaolin martial arts, also looked toward the Sweeping Monk's direction with horrified expressions.

Although they had been stealing Shaolin martial arts.

However, they had always looked down on the experts of the Shaolin Temple.

They had been hiding in the Sutra Pavilion for decades, and no one had discovered them.

They read Shaolin martial arts to their heart's content, and they had even read the Shaolin Temple's seventy-two stunts once.

In their eyes, the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Pavilion was their backyard.

Under these circumstances, how could they look up to the experts of the Shaolin Temple?

Even Abbot Xuanci of the Shaolin Temple was not worth mentioning in their eyes.

However, the powerful aura that had just flashed and vanished clearly told them.

Not only were there hidden powerhouses in the Shaolin Temple, but their strength was far beyond theirs.

This made them very uneasy.

"Send an application to join the chat group, and as long as I get the administrator's consent, I can join the chat group?"

The thin monk naturally didn't know that because his emotions were too excited, the aura he emitted had caused such a huge vibration in the Shaolin Temple.

He arrived at the back mountain of the Shaolin Temple at this time, carefully sorting through the information in his mind.

He was excited and energetic, as if he had become decades younger.

The Ten Thousand Worlds Chat Group invites group members from the heavens and myriad worlds!

Each group member represents a world.

His strength had already reached the peak of the world, and it was hard to have any more breakthroughs.

If he joined the chat group, he could come into contact with other worlds.

What a huge opportunity this was!

Three people applied, and only one could become a chat group member.

He had to seize it.

If he missed it, he would probably be unable to eat or sleep in the future.

"I am the Sweeping Monk, a monk of the Shaolin Temple, my realm is the Grandmaster realm, and I am proficient in the Shaolin Temple's seventy-two stunts..."

The Sweeping Monk scanned the light screen before him, writing down the reason for applying to become a group member.

His future fate would depend on whether he could join the chat group.

"It doesn't seem to have any highlights!"

The Sweeping Monk scanned the reason he wrote for applying to join the group, his brows furrowed.

"The world's number one expert!"

"Proficient in all martial arts in the world!"

"Under heaven, no one is a match for me."

The Sweeping Monk's mind worked rapidly, constantly writing down his glorious experiences.

It was just that the Sweeping Monk felt it still wasn't dazzling enough, wanting to add even more brilliant experiences.

He was now very regretful that he had been too low-key during his decades of seclusion in the Shaolin Temple, not doing anything that shocked the world.

"Is it too late for me to go kill an emperor now?"

*Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils* world.

"Search! Search every corner carefully, and pay attention to any strangers."

"However, you must not offend them; invite them to the Great Hero Hall."

"I hope it is our Shaolin Temple's predecessor."

"It must be our Shaolin Temple's predecessor; besides our Shaolin Temple having such deep foundations and giving birth to such a powerhouse, other forces are simply impossible."

"What if it's another force?"

"If it's a predecessor from another force, we can only try our best to befriend them."

Abbot Xuanci, Xuan Ku, Xuan Nan, and other Shaolin Temple experts arrived at the courtyard where the Sweeping Monk had originally been, found nothing, and couldn't help but issue orders one after another.

Their expressions were both expectant and uneasy.

The aura just now was too powerful, completely crushing them.

If they hadn't perceived it personally, they wouldn't have believed such a powerful existence existed.

Their only hope now was that the mysterious powerhouse was a predecessor of the Shaolin Temple.

Although the Shaolin Temple still had high prestige in the martial arts world.

However, among the younger generation, the Shaolin Temple's disciples simply couldn't compare to Murong of the South and Qiao Feng of the North.

Whether it was Murong Fu or Qiao Feng, they all possessed the strength to contend with the older generation.

"Hum~"

Just then, the Sweeping Monk's figure appeared silently before Abbot Xuanci and other high-level officials of the Shaolin Temple.

"Pay respects to the Divine Monk!"

Abbot Xuanci, Xuan Ku, and other monks first looked at the Sweeping Monk's attire, and then their expressions were filled with wild joy.

A monk!

This mysterious monk who had completely bypassed their perception had a ninety percent chance of being the mysterious powerhouse from just now.

This was the foundation of their Shaolin Temple!

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"

The Sweeping Monk, however, looked at Abbot Xuanci and the others with a slightly apologetic look, and then a three-foot wall of qi condensed, directly blasting Abbot Xuanci and the others away.

Going to kill an emperor was too late.

Under these circumstances, he could only brush an achievement nearby.

For example, sweeping the Shaolin Temple alone.

Although it wasn't very shocking.

However, it was at least much more highlighted than the previous blank and empty introduction.

"Divine Monk, what are you doing?"

Abbot Xuanci and the others, who had been wildly happy, were directly stunned by the Sweeping Monk, lying on the ground, at a loss.

Was the Sweeping Monk not a predecessor of the Shaolin Temple, but an enemy of the Shaolin Temple?

If he was an enemy of the Shaolin Temple, why did he only take action now?

However, if he wasn't an enemy, why did he attack them?

"And those two."

The Sweeping Monk directly ignored the stunned gazes of Abbot Xuanci and the others, and took action against other martial artists in the Shaolin Temple again.

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, who were hiding in the dark, restraining their aura to the extreme and not daring to breathe loudly, were also thrown out by the Sweeping Monk and beaten unconscious.

"He is Murong Fu's father, Murong Bo."

"He is Qiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan."

"Hiding in the Sutra Pavilion for decades, stealing Shaolin martial arts."

The Sweeping Monk directly exposed the identities of the two.

Although the strength of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan was far inferior to his.

However, in the reason for his application to join the group, he could add an introduction: killing two martial arts experts of the late Innate realm in one move.

"Not only is there a Divine Monk hidden in the Shaolin Temple, but there are also two people who stole Shaolin martial arts, and we haven't discovered them for decades?"