"Master — Gold — Lamp —!"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help shouting when he saw the monk in front of him bleeding from all his orifices.
Zen Master Golden Lamp wiped the blood off his face. "Don't worry, I'm fine …"
This time, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was truly alarmed.
The concentrated spiritual power in that brick.
As soon as Wang Ling threw it over,
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal could already sense it.
As a True Venerate, he didn't dare to accept it.
Just the mental pressure emanating from the brick was enough to make him feel extremely uncomfortable.
As for Zen Master Golden Lamp, not only did he reach out to take it …
He even held on for about ten seconds before letting go …
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal calculated that one second equated to the power of one slap in these ten seconds.
Zen Master Golden Lamp had already been hit ten times by Wang Ling!
The key was, ten times!
He was still alive …
This was what frightened Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal the most.
In Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's view, such a tenacious vitality was already unprecedented and unparalleled.
However, although Zen Master Golden Lamp had survived, his current condition was obviously not very good.
His face was deathly pale and he looked like he was going to die at any moment, which made Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal extremely worried.
"Master … can you still hold on …?"
"I … can still …" After saying that, the monk took out a golden pill from his sleeve and threw it into his mouth.
This was the Golden Pill of Nine Transformations, a pill refined by the golden lamp in the 2718th life … Originally, the golden lamp had kept it as a precaution in that life.
However, starting from the 2718 era, Jin Deng discovered that he seemed to be invincible.
In this world, besides Daofather Wang, there seemed to be no one else that was a match for him.
As for this Nine Transformations Golden Pill, it had been passed down from generation to generation until now …
At this time, Jin Deng threw the Nine Transformations Golden Lamp into his mouth, and his internal injuries began to gradually recover.
He was right.
This young man's injuries were not only true injuries, but also serious injuries … Fortunately, the Nine Transformations Golden Pill he had prepared could ignore the effects of serious injuries. Otherwise, ordinary healing pills would definitely not be able to heal his current injuries.
"True Damage + Heavy Injury …" Zen Master Golden Lamp was horrified.
This person was shockingly similar to Dao Ancestor Wang ….
But he was sure.
Wang Ling wasn't Dao Ancestor Wang himself.
Then, who exactly was this young man?
At that moment, Wang Ling had already crossed two-thirds of the way in the courtyard.
The expression on his face was still relaxed.
Zen Master Golden Lamp's floor tiles didn't give him any pressure at all.
She was able to withstand nearly ten of his palm strikes without dying.
Jin Deng could be considered the first.
At that moment, Wang Ling stretched out his hand to draw the reincarnation memory brick in front of Jin Deng back into his palm.
Since he had already created this memory brick, he would be able to do it.
Wang Ling felt that they shouldn't be wasted.
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 Zen Master Golden Lamp, who was able to survive a few seconds of contact.
He carved the number "10" on the brick with his index finger, and then put the memory brick into the King's Eye.
This represented the longest time the memory brick had been held.
Zen Master Golden Lamp's current time was 10 seconds, which was also the record holder.
Wang Ling wanted to see if anyone else could break this record in the future …
"This Penniless Monk has reincarnated for a thousand lifetimes, but this Penniless Monk actually encountered a wall here …"
At that moment, Zen Master Golden Lamp stopped striking the wooden fish.
Although the Nine Transformations Golden Pill had stopped his injuries, striking the wooden fish was also a form of cultivation in itself.
His wooden fish was called "Heavenly Fish," and was a magic artifact that was bound to the body for cultivation.
Every time he struck it, his body would simultaneously suffer a blow of a hundred billion tons.
In essence, it was a process of tempering the body.
But in his current state, he already couldn't strike it anymore …
If he didn't seize the opportunity to rest, he would die with another strike.
In fact, these words in Zen Master Golden Lamp's heart saved his life once again.
Although Wang Ling hadn't arrived at the Hall of Great Strength, he had always been curious about the wooden fish in Zen Master Golden Lamp's hand.
He had wanted to take this opportunity to strike it …
But since the wooden fish was bound to Master Golden Lamp's body …
Wang Ling felt that he shouldn't continue being "mischievous."
If he wasn't careful and smashed the wooden fish, Master Golden Lamp might explode in front of him …
…
With one foot in the Hall of Great Strength, Wang Ling compared the pressure inside and outside.
He indeed felt a lot more relaxed.
But the difference actually wasn't that big.
This mental pressure was like removing the weight of a schoolbag.
"This little benefactor … who on earth are you …" Zen Master Golden Lamp looked at Wang Ling.
The question finally returned to the question of "who the hell are you?"
Wang Ling fell silent.
He didn't even know who he was.
Until today, he still hadn't found the answer to this question …
"This poor monk has never been so eager to know the answer in all these years."
At that moment, Zen Master Golden Lamp turned his gaze to Wang Ling.
At the same time, he was already mentally prepared.
As long as he could know the answer, even if he ended up dead in this life, he would be content.
"Master …"
"I may not die in this life, there's a fifty-fifty chance of that happening."
"But we came to find you because …"
"I know."
The Monk laughed and kept them guessing. "So I've already left the answer, which you will only receive after I die."
"Those are my brother's eyes."
"I don't want the eyes."
The Monk shook his head.
He had already experienced Wang Ling's strength.
He completely understood.
He couldn't afford this pair of beautiful eyes.
Zen Master Golden Lamp sighed slightly. "So now I've changed my mind. I only ask that this Benefactor Wang stand in front of me and let me have a look."
"Can you see clearly, master?"
"Not necessarily, but I want to try," said Zen Master Golden Lamp.
It was clear that the Monk was a very stubborn person.
He wouldn't give up until he achieved his goal.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Wang Ling shrugged with an indifferent expression.
Even he couldn't see through this secret, let alone the Monk in front of him.
"Then I'll start."
Zen Master Golden Lamp smiled.
He nodded at Wang Ling.
The next moment.
The Buddhist light of the swastika shone from his eyes again!
In an instant!
Zen Master Golden Lamp's eyes were bloodshot.
This one glance contained the power of his reincarnation from three thousand lives!
His vision transcended time and space, and he saw through the Milky Way …
Then, Zen Master Golden Lamp closed his eyes.
One of his swastikas had already been scrapped.
At the same time, there was an explosion in the atrium!
On the ground, the three thousand memory bricks that symbolized Zen Master Golden Lamp's three thousand lives shattered with a loud bang and turned into dust …
Zen Master Golden Lamp had never dreamed that this would happen.
He had used up the cultivation of three thousand lives.
In the end, he ended up in a chaotic world of light and darkness.
He found the outline of a figure …
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