Chapter 90: Sweeper now!

"This... please let me think about it, senior," Abbot Xuanci hesitated and said seriously.
Although he was shocked by Xiao Tian's great handwork, this kind of event that could shake the Central Plains' martial arts was not something he could casually decide.
We must know that once the secret list comes out, the Central Plains Wulin will surely make waves.
We must know that most martial artists are unwilling to admit defeat. Those who are not on the list will naturally not convince those who are famous on the list, and those on the list will also break the blood for ranking!
"You really can't make a decision about this, go and invite the one in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion," Xiao Tian nodded, not embarrassing Abbot Xuanci.
Although Abbot Xuanci is the current helm of Shaolin Temple, the one who speaks the most weight in Shaolin Temple is obviously hidden in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and can be called the sweeping monk of Dinghai Shenzhen of Shaolin Temple!
"Senior, please wait a moment," Abbot Xuanci nodded respectfully when hearing Xiao Tian's words, and said.
After speaking, he turned around and rushed towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, leaving only a group of unknown monks here. Look at me and I look at you.
The existence of the sweeping monk is also secret in Shaolin Temple. Apart from the abbot Xuanci, there are only a few Supreme Elders who know that the sweeping monk exists.
"Anyway, I have nothing to do now, Yu Yan, take the Great Huan Pill, for the teacher to dissolve the medicine for you," Xiao Tian saw Abbot Xuanci leave, and the group of Shaolin monks stood not far away like dumb gooses. , Simply cast his eyes on Wang Yuyan and smiled.
Wang Yuyan nodded, poured a green pill from the small porcelain bottle, and stuffed the pill into his mouth without hesitation.
The elders of Shaolin Temple who remained at the gate of the mountain saw Wang Yuyan's movements. They only felt that their heart twitched a few times, and their breathing became a little short.
This great pill is the secret medicine of Shaolin Temple. Even the abbot can only consume one in his life, and they are even not qualified to connect and touch!
Right now this precious pill was swallowed by a little girl as if eating jelly beans, and the expressions of the Shaolin Temple elders were somewhat complicated.
The big Huan Dan entrance melted, Wang Yuyan only felt a warm current slid down her throat into her belly, and then her body gradually became dry and hot. The cold air that was originally filled in the body by the backlash of Jiuyin Juemai seemed to be swept away. air!
"Sit down cross-legs, intending to guard the dantian, and run the mindset that I taught you a few days ago!" Xiao Tian shouted, raised his hand on Wang Yuyan's back, and a wisp of innate vitality entered Wang Yuyan's body to get through her body. Odd meridian eight channels.
On the way to Shaoshishan, Xiao Tian had already taught Wang Yuyan all the Nine Yin Scriptures, but because of his weakness, he did not practice.
Now Wang Yuyan has taken Shaolin Dahuan Pill, so naturally she doesn't have so much scruples.
You must know that Shaolin Great Return Pill has the effect of strengthening the body, healing internal injuries, and increasing internal strength. Xiao Tian's action is only to maximize the effectiveness of the medicine.
Just as Xiao Tian resolved Wang Yuyan's power of the Great Return Pill, a thin monk wearing a green robe quietly appeared at the gate, holding a broom in his hand, and his few sparse beards had turned gray.
Not far away, Abbot Xuanci was running quickly along the steps towards the gate of the mountain.
Xiao Tian naturally saw the sweeping monk, but he didn't say anything, immersing himself in Wang Yuyan.
Right now is the critical moment. If it goes well, Wang Yuyan may be able to directly step into the innate realm through this!
The sweeping monk just watched Xiao Tian's movements without saying a word. He could see what Xiao Tian was doing now with his eyesight, so naturally he wouldn't bother with words.
The sweeping monk didn't wait long, but Wang Yuyan suddenly burst into force. She was dressed in a white skirt with no wind, her head was fluttering with blue silk, and she looked like a fairy.
"Amitabha, a good method for the benefactor!" Seeing this scene, the sweeping monk exclaimed with a flash of surprise in his eyes.