The girl gradually became transparent, which neither Death Tiandao nor Zhuo Wei had expected.
But soon, Death Tiandao thought about what happened: "I didn't expect this legend to be true..."
"What legend?" Zhuo Yi asked anxiously.
"It is said that in order to prevent someone from being resurrected without limit through death talismans or other means, Daozu set up a secret method... As long as the resurrection exceeds a certain number of times, the presence of the resurrected person will disappear.
reduce……"
"Lower the sense of presence?" Zhuo Yi was surprised.
"When the sense of existence is reduced to the end, Miss Sun will be completely transparent. Theoretically, she is not dead, but others cannot touch her or hear her voice, and what she says to other people cannot be heard.
People can hear it..."
"Then what's the difference between this and death?"
"The difference is that she is not on the death list of heaven, and she does not even have the chance of reincarnation. She can only float in the world forever and become a void spirit..."
Zhuo Yi: "Isn't that similar to Void Spirit?"
Death Tiandao sighed: "If this is the case, it is better to become a virtual spirit. At least the virtual spirit is a complete living body..."
"Is there any way to stop it?" Zhuo Yi never expected such an operation.
This girl's presence in the book is already low enough...
Now they are forced to let Tiandao reduce their presence. It’s really too miserable!
"Unless you are a user on the Tiandao whitelist, you cannot use the resurrection method without restrictions."
Death Tiandao slowly shook his head, stared at the girl in the medical cabin who was gradually reducing her transparency, and said: "Furthermore, in order to prevent cheating... the whitelist has a 48-hour review time, which means that even if Miss Sun is added to the whitelist now,
It's too late. She only has 48 hours, and her body will be completely transparent..."
…
Saturday, November 28th.
A plan to destroy the "Unspeakable Land", exterminate the evil ways of heaven, and save Lotus Sun.
After the joint discussion between Wang Ling, Jin Deng and True Lord Throwing Thunder, the formal agreement was completed.
The entire plan is divided into three parts.
First: Find out the ancient way of heaven lurking on the earth and temporarily block the catastrophe of yin and yang.
Second: Complete the upgrade of the earth and cultivate multiple reliable cultivators to guard the earth.
Third: Let the monk lead the way and break through the unspeakable place together with Wang Ling, destroy all the evil that Wang Daozu left behind back then, and thus cut off the root of the "yin and yang death calamity".
With the monk out in front of everything, Wang Ling only needs to assist behind the scenes.
This should be the most reliable person in all aspects of the people Wang Ling has been in contact with so far.
However, there was actually another thing that puzzled Wang Ling.
Wang Ling always thought that the person who originally calculated Sun Rong's "yin and yang death disaster" was the monk himself.
But after careful questioning, the monk said that he had never told the girl's fortune.
So now the question arises, who was that fortune teller back then?
I'm afraid only Sun Yiyuan knows about this matter.
Wang Ling was not usually a meddlesome person, but this matter was related to the girl's life.
He still activated his Wang Pu and peered at the fortune teller in Mr. Sun's memory from a distance.
As a result, Wang Tong's vision became dim.
Saw nothing.
"Have you done anything in advance..." Wang Ling frowned.
There was something wrong with his direction from the start.
Because he always mistakenly believed that Jin Deng was the fortune teller from back then, he was late in spying, and instead let the mysterious fortune teller cover up this memory first...
At this time, Wang Ling felt extremely complicated.
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon on Earth is indeed true.
It seems that, except for monks...
There are also mysterious masters.
The other party could actually calculate this step and make preparations in advance, which at least proved that this person's strength is not inferior to that of the monk.
…
The day after Jin Deng met with Wang Ling, the monk came to the hospital under the leadership of Lord Throwing Thunder.
A group of experts and doctors gathered in the hospital looked sad when they saw a monk coming to the hospital.
"Hey, it's all my fault! My medical skills are not good and I couldn't save Miss Sun Rong..."
"It seems that we all have to continue learning! Only in this way can we save more people!"
When the doctors saw the monk, they all showed expressions of enlightenment, and some even hugged each other and wiped away tears.
Lord Throwing Thunder was puzzled: "Why are you so sad, doctors? Isn't there still hope for Miss Sun now..."
A doctor was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "So the monk was brought here not to perform a ritual?"
Golden lamp, throwing thunder: "..."
This is a serious occasion, and the Thunder-throwing Lord has received professional training for this. He will never laugh!
So he tried very hard to keep a straight face and explained the origins of the Golden Lamp Master to many experts and doctors present.
"This Zen Master Jindeng is not an ordinary person. He may have a way to save Miss Rong Sun."
"A monk?"
Many doctors looked questioningly.
They are all Taishan Beidou in the medical field, and even they are helpless. How much ability can a wild monk who comes out of nowhere have the ability to save a girl's life?
To them, this is simply nonsense.
"Zhenjun, I think this matter may be a little too hasty... We can understand Mr. Sun's mood," the first person to object was Dean Liu Ping. He felt that it was better to be cautious in this matter.
The monk smiled and didn't take what the doctors in front of him said to heart at all.
He understands people's thoughts very well.
After all, he has remained anonymous for so many years, and his legal name is rarely known.
Without understanding the situation, it is indeed possible to regard him as one of those charlatans.
However, Master Jindeng is Master Jindeng after all. The state of mind of a monk is mysterious and cannot be imagined by ordinary people.
"Everyone, monks don't lie. I can show you my skills first."
Jin Deng smiled, and then he reached out and touched the shoulder of a male doctor: "This donor has a hidden disease in his left shoulder due to overwork all day long. Because the work was delayed for a time, the hidden disease became incurable... His left shoulder will hurt on rainy days.
When I can't help myself, I can only find some relief by dancing at home. Is the poor monk right?"
"Master...how did the master know?" The doctor turned pale in shock.
"Don't panic, I just opened your left shoulder and it's fine. You no longer have to live a life of dancing "HOP" alone at home at night."
Everyone: "..."
At this time, the monk showed off his skills in the conference room of the hospital, showing off his superb consecration skills.
Everyone began to change their previous attitudes and became enthusiastic!
"Master! Because of work, my head has always been bald..."
"Don't worry, donor, you lost your hair because of saving lives, and the poor monk will return it to you."
"Master! I always come home late because of work. Every time I come home late, my wife makes me kneel with durians... Please touch my knees..."
"Donors don't need to say much. To a poor monk, it's just a simple effort."
"Master! Because I often stay up late...what the hell, my wife and I have always wanted a child...please touch me..."
At this time, the monk glanced lightly at the doctor's lower body and shook his head: "This donor, it's not that I'm a poor monk who doesn't want to help you. But this matter is not your problem..."