âJin-deng-da-shi-!â
Seeing the monkâs terrifying bleeding face, grenade-throwing senior immortal couldnât help shouting loudly.
Zen master Jin Deng raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face. âDonât worry, patron, Iâm fine...â
Grenade-throwing senior immortal was truly shocked this time.
The concentrated spiritual energy in that brick.
The moment Wang Ling threw it over..
Grenade-throwing senior immortal could already feel it.
As a true venerable, he didnât dare to receive it at all.
He only felt that the spiritual pressure emanating from that brick already made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Zen master golden lamp not only reached out to receive it..
He also touched it for about ten seconds before letting go..
Grenade-throwing senior immortal calculated that in these ten seconds, one second equals one slap.
This Zen Master Golden Lamp had already received ten slaps from Wang Ling!
The point was, ten slaps!
He was actually still alive..
This was what grenade-throwing senior immortal was the most horrified about.
In grenade-throwing senior immortalâs eyes, such tenacious vitality was already unparalleled throughout history.
But although Zen master golden lamp had survived, his current condition was clearly not very good.
His face was deathly pale, and grenade-throwing senior immortal was extremely worried that he was going to die at any moment.
âMaster... can you still hold on...â
âThis penniless monk... can still...âafter saying this, the monk took out a golden core from his sleeve and tossed it into his mouth.
This was the nine transformation golden core, a medicinal pill that golden lamp had refined in 2718... golden lamp had been prepared in that lifetime and had been left behind to hang on to his life.
â However, from 2718 onwards, golden lamp found that he seemed to be invincible.
In this world, apart from Dao ancestor Wang, no one else seemed to be his match.
And this nine revolutions golden core that hung his life had been continuously inherited until now..
At this time, golden lamp threw the nine revolutions golden core into his mouth, and the internal injuries all over his body began to gradually heal.
As expected, his thoughts were correct.
This youthâs injuries were not only real injuries, but they also had the effect of serious injuries... Fortunately, the nine revolutions golden pill he had prepared could ignore the effects of serious injuries. Otherwise, just ordinary healing pills.., would definitely not be able to heal his current injuries.
âReal injuries + serious injuries... ?âZen master golden lamp was terrified.
This person was surprisingly similar to Dao ancestor Wang..
But he was certain.
Wang Ling wasnât Dao ancestor Wang himself.
Then, who exactly was this young man?
At that moment, Wang Ling had already walked two-thirds of the way through the atrium.
His expression was still relaxed.
Zen master golden lampâs tiles didnât give him any pressure at all.
He could survive nearly ten of his palm strikes without dying.
Jin Deng could be considered the first person to do so.
At this moment, Wang Ling stretched out his hand and drew out the reincarnation memory brick in front of Jin Deng again, drawing it into his palm.
Since he had already made this memory brick,.
Wang Ling felt that he shouldnât waste it.
In the future, he could use it to determine if the other party was an expert..
If he was a real expert, he should be like the Golden Lamp Zen master, who could touch it for a few seconds without dying.
Wang Ling used his index finger to carve a â10ânumber on the brick, and then put the memory brick into his kingâs eye.
This represented the current record for the longest time this memory brick had been held in his hand.
The Golden Lamp Zen master currently held the record for ten seconds.
Wang Ling wanted to see if there would be anyone who could break this record in the future..
âI didnât expect this penniless monk to actually hit a wall here after reincarnating for a thousand lifetimes...â
At that moment, Golden Lamp Zen master didnât hit the wooden fish anymore.
Although the nine transformation golden core had stopped the injuries on his body, hitting the wooden fish was in itself an act of cultivation.
His wooden fish was called âFish of Heaven,âand was a magic artifact that was bound to his physical body for cultivation.
Every time it was struck, his body would receive a simultaneous blow of a hundred billion tons.
In essence, it was a process of tempering his physical body.
However, in his current state, he could no longer hammer it..
If he didnât take a good rest and hammer it again, he would die.
In fact, these words in Zen Master Golden Lampâs heart had saved his life once again.
Although Wang Ling hadnât yet arrived at the Great Hall of Mahavira, he had always been very curious about the wooden fish under Zen Master Golden Lampâs command.
He had wanted to use it to knock it around..
But since the wooden fish was bound to master golden lampâs body,.
Wang Ling felt that it was best not to continue with his âSkin.â.
If he accidentally broke this wooden fish, master golden lamp would probably explode in front of him..
..
Stepping into the great male hall with one foot, he felt the pressure inside and outside.
Wang Ling felt that his body had indeed become much more relaxed.
But the difference was actually not that great.
This mental pressure was like the weight of a schoolbag being removed.
âLittle benefactor... who exactly are you...âZen master golden lamp looked at Wang Ling.
The question finally returned to the topic of âWho is this divine being?â.
Wang Ling fell silent.
He didnât even know who he was.
To this day, he hadnât found the answer to the question..
âThis penniless monk has never been so eager to know the answer in all these years.â
At this moment, Zen master golden lamp turned his gaze to Wang Ling.
At the same time, he was mentally prepared.
As long as he knew the answer, he would be satisfied even if he died in this life.
âMaster...â
âI might not die in this life, thereâs a 50-50 chance.â
âBut we came to find the master for...â
âI know.â
The monk smiled and kept them guessing. âSo Iâve already left an answer. Youâll only receive it after I die.â
âThen my brotherâs eyes.â
âI donât want the eyes.â
The monk shook his head.
He had already experienced Wang Lingâs power.
He already completely understood.
He couldnât afford this pair of beautiful eyes.
Zen master Jin Deng Sighed slightly. âSo now Iâve changed my mind. I just hope that almsgiver Wang can stand in front of me and let me take a look.â
âCan you see Clearly, master?â
âNot necessarily, but I want to try,âZen Master Jin Deng said.
It was clear that the monk was a very stubborn person.
He would never give up until he had achieved his goal.
Wang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground and shrugged nonchalantly.
Even he himself couldnât see through this secret, let alone the monk in front of him.
âThen Iâll begin.â
Golden Lamp Zen master smiled.
He nodded at Wang Ling.
In the next moment.
The Buddhist light of the swastika burst out from his eyes once again!
In an instant!
Zen master Jin Dengâs eyes were bloodshot.
This glance had condensed the power of his Samsara Eye for 3,000 lifetimes!
His line of sight had transcended the passage of time and gained insight into the multiverse Milky Way..
Then, Zen Master Jin Deng closed his eyes.
One of his swastika eyes had already been destroyed.
At the same time, the atrium exploded with a bang!
On the ground, the 3,000 memory bricks that symbolized the 3000 reincarnation cycles of the Golden Lamp Zen master shattered and turned into dust..
The Golden Lamp Zen master never expected this.
He had spent 3000 lifetimes of cultivation.
In the end, he only found a figure in the chaotic world where light and darkness interweaved.
He found a silhouette..