Life is a circle.
The reincarnation of all things was another cycle.
Although the monk didn't know what was inside the chaos egg, the instant the eggshell cracked open, he could predict what would happen next.
The groundhog's possession had succeeded, but the monk had no intention of stopping it.
As for the other marmot that had been forced out of its body, Loopy Toad had already eaten it and was digesting it.
He definitely couldn't spit it out.
"Amitabha, everything is fate." The monk bowed and walked to the front. He didn't say anything and only stared at the groundhog's lower body.
Gray Mist Lord felt a little uncomfortable under the monk's gaze.
However, he felt that the monk's eyes were hinting at something.
He hugged his head and followed the monk's gaze …
To his surprise, he discovered that he didn't have any left!
This groundhog!
It was actually a f * cking female!
"Ahhhhh!"
At the thought that it would never be able to live a "blissful" life again, the groundhog clutched its head and let loose a long howl before its body was instantly petrified and transformed into a statue-like being.
"Master … this is?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was extremely astonished.
"He's completely isolated."
Tyrant sighed and said, "The divine beasts born from the Primal Chaos have the ability to evade the Heart Devil. They will never be invaded by the Heart Devil. Once an inner demon is born, the body will automatically enter a purification mode. Until the inner demon is completely eradicated, the body will become a chaotic sculpture like this. "
Having said that, the monk took out a world-defying artifact.
It was a Buddhist sword. It was made up of forty-nine copper coins engraved with the Buddhist seal of the swastika.
The monk casually slashed at the petrified groundhog.
The sword clashed with the groundhog's body, and a crisp metallic clang erupted.
The Sword Qi was bounced off and cut into the sand dune in the distance, causing a huge explosion.
"It's actually so hard." Everyone was astonished.
"The Chaos Sculpture is indestructible. I'm afraid that unless it's Ling Zhenren's palm strength, it's unrealistic to destroy it, "the monk said.
"Na na, Buddhist monk, how long will it take for it to recover?" Miss Ah Juan stroked the Petrified Groundhog's round head with a smile.
The body of the female marmot that Gray Mist Lord had possessed was still in the state of a chick. Compared to the original Gray Mist Lord, which was overweight, it was only a little bigger now!
From the looks of it, it was an adorable creature!
"So cute! Good Q! If it wasn't for the fact that I'm petrified, it would definitely feel very good! "Miss A 'Juan said.
"To be honest, it definitely doesn't feel as good as Master's," Little Silver said at that moment.
"Eh? Is Ling Zhenren's face very soft? "Everyone was curious.
"I haven't touched it, I just heard Grandmaster mention it!" Little Silver remembered when he had been a guest at the Wang family's small villa.
Mother Wang took out a photo of Wang Ling as a child.
That face was really bouncy!
Even now, he felt that Master's face was so red that water could be squeezed out of it.
However, no one dared to try it …
Because he didn't have the guts.
"Sigh, I really want to pinch a real person's face!"
"It's better if you don't court death … Master will be angry …"
All of a sudden, everyone's conversation shifted from the adorable petrified groundhog to the issue of face molding.
The speed at which the topic changed made the monk feel amused.
"How about this? Since everyone is curious, why don't we make a bet?"
"What? Monk, you're betting too? You're not a monk? "
"I'm not betting, but this poor monk can offer you a reward."
The monk smiled slightly as he casually picked up the shell of the chaos egg in front of him. "The shell of a divine beast is a top-notch material for making powerful magic artifacts, and is a priceless treasure. If anyone can pinch Ling Zhenren's face, this poor monk can personally customize a powerful Buddhist magic artifact for them. "
A magic artifact personally customized by Monk Jin Deng!
And made from the shell of a divine beast!
I want it a little!
"Fine! I'll participate! "
"I'll participate too!"
For a moment, many people raised their hands.
It was just pinching a face … as long as the timing was right, Ling Zhenren might not be angry!
This was what they thought in their hearts.
"I don't think there's any need to restrict the registration. Everyone in Battle Sect can participate, including inner and outer sect disciples and core members. Whoever can pinch it wins. "
"Mm, let's do that then!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded.
Little Silver and Loopy Toad trembled on the side.
This group of people was too bold!
They really didn't want to live anymore!
"But by the way, what about this petrified marmot?" At that moment, someone finally realized that the topic seemed to be getting further and further off track, so they directed everyone's attention back to the roaring marmot, who was holding its head in its hands and petrified.
"It takes time to purify one's inner demon. Gray Fog Lord waited for so long, but in the end, he still possessed the marmot's body. That's the first blow. "
The monk sighed and said, "After successfully possessing the marmot, he discovered that his egg was empty. That's the second blow. Given the birth of an inner demon under such a double blow, he probably won't be able to wake up for a while. This poor monk and Ling Zhenren are about to go to the Unspeakable, and we can't take him with us. In my opinion, why don't we set up a sealing formation and move his petrified body there first? "
"A sealing magic array?"
"That way, once he wakes up, he won't immediately break the seal and commit crimes. Although Gray Fog Lord can still use the Primal Chaos Fog, he's still a baby, and its power is far weaker than when he was at his peak. "
"I see." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded. "Then, that's the only way!"
"Senior Immortal, I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on him while I and Ling Zhenren go to the Unspeakable!" the monk said.
Saying that, he took out a Vairocana Prajna Sutra scroll from his sleeve and gave it to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal. "This is the sutra for a True Venerated to break through to Venerated Immortal. Consider it a token of my appreciation."
"But I'm not a Buddhist disciple." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal smiled.
"Realm cultivation has nothing to do with whether you're a Buddhist disciple or not. As long as you have a good heart, you're qualified to cultivate." Monk Golden Lamp smiled.
"In that case, thank you very much, master!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal bowed.
…
Elsewhere, in Battle Sect's underground seclusion cellar.
Faced with Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and the others' "face-pinching challenge," Odd Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "In this world, I'm afraid no one has pinched shifu's face except grandmaster and grandmaster! Junior sister, do you want to try? "
At that moment, Odd Zhuo turned to look at Lotus Sun.
"How can a girl casually pinch a boy's face … it has to be a very close relationship … otherwise it'll be misunderstood!" Lotus Sun was instantly at a loss for words.
Seeing the girl's panicked expression, Odd Zhuo laughed in his heart.
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