The reincarnation of all things is another circle.
Although the monk didn't know what was inside the chaos egg, at the moment the eggshell cracked, he figured out what would happen next.
The prairie dog succeeded in seizing the house, but the monk had no intention of stopping it.
As for the other prairie dog that was pushed out of its body, the clam had already been eaten... and was being digested.
If you vomit, you definitely won’t be able to vomit it out.
"Amitabha, everything is destiny." The monk performed the Buddhist ritual and walked to the front. He didn't say a word, just stared at the prairie dog's lower body.
Mr. Gray Mist felt a little uncomfortable with the monk's eyes.
But I always felt that the monk's eyes seemed to be hinting at something.
He held his head and looked down along the monk's gaze...
I was surprised to find that I didn’t have any!
This groundhog!
It’s actually a female!
"Ahhhhh!"
When he thought that he would never have a "happy" life again, the prairie dog held his head and howled loudly, and then his body instantly petrified and turned into a sculpture-like existence.
"Master...this is?" Zhenjun Throwing Thunder was extremely surprised.
"Totally autistic."
The monk sighed and said: "The divine beasts bred in chaos have the ability to avoid inner demons and will never be invaded by inner demons. Once inner demons are generated, the body will automatically enter the purification mode until the inner demons in the body are completely eradicated.
, will all turn into chaotic sculptures like this.”
After speaking, the monk took out an anti-realm magic weapon.
It was a Buddhist magic sword, made up of seven or forty-nine copper coins engraved with the Buddhist seal of "卍" in series.
The monk casually slashed at the petrified prairie dog.
The sword collided with the groundhog's stone body, making a crisp metal collision sound.
The sword energy was directly deflected, cutting towards the sand dunes in the distance, and then causing a big explosion.
"It's so hard." Everyone was stunned.
"The Chaos Sculpture is indestructible. I'm afraid it's unrealistic to destroy it unless it's under the power of Ling Zhenren's palm," the monk said.
"Hey, monk, how long will it take for someone to recover from autism?" Miss Ajuan went up and touched the round head of the petrified marmot and asked with a smile.
The physical body of the female prairie dog that Lord Gray Mist took away was still in the state of a young chick. Compared with the original body of Lord Gray Mist, who was overweight, it is really only a little bigger now!
He looks like a serious cute creature!
"So cute! So cool! If it wasn't in the petrified state, it would definitely feel good!" Miss Ajuan said.
"Let me tell you, it definitely doesn't feel as good as MASTER's." Xiao Yin said at this time.
"Eh? Is Ling Zhenren's face also very soft?" Everyone was curious.
"I haven't touched it, I just heard it from my grandmother!" Xiao Yin remembered when he visited the Wang family's villa as a guest.
Wang Ma took out Wang Ling's childhood photos.
That face is really elastic!
And even now, he felt like Master's face could be filled with tears.
It's just that no one dares to try it easily...
Because I don't have the guts.
"Hey, I really want to pinch the real person's face!"
"It's better if you don't seek death... MASTER will be angry..."
Suddenly, everyone's topic suddenly shifted from Q's cute petrified prairie dog to the issue of pinching faces.
The topic changed so quickly that the monk found it funny.
"Okay, everyone, since everyone is very curious, why not take a gamble?"
"Ah? Monk, you also bet? Are you not a monk?"
"I don't bet, but I can provide you with rewards."
The monk smiled slightly and picked up the eggshell of the Chaos Egg in front of him casually: "The eggshell of the divine beast is a top material for making powerful magic weapons and is a priceless treasure. If anyone can pinch the face of Master Ling, then the poor monk can do it with his own hands.
Tailor-made a powerful Buddhist instrument."
A magic weapon customized by the golden lamp monk himself!
It is also made from the eggshells of mythical beasts!
Kinda want it!
"Okay! I'll compete!"
"I'm participating too!"
For a moment, many people raised their hands and said.
It's just a joke... As long as the timing is right, Ling Zhenren may not be angry!
That's what they thought in their minds.
"I think there is no need to be restricted when registering. Everyone within the War Sect can participate, including those inner and outer disciples and core members. Whoever can get it will win."
"Well, let's do it like this!" True Lord Throwing Thunder also nodded.
Xiao Yin and Loopy Ha watched on the side and shivered.
These people are so bold!
I really don’t want my life!
"But having said that, what should I do with this petrified groundhog?" At this time, someone finally realized that the topic seemed to be getting more and more off-topic, and guided everyone to refocus their attention on the front, holding their heads in a roaring posture.
Caught in a petrified prairie dog.
"It takes time to purify one's inner demons. Mr. Gray Mist waited so long and finally found his body in the groundhog's body. This is the first blow."
The monk sighed and said: "After successfully seizing the body, I found that my eggs were gone. This was the second blow... Under such a double blow, inner demons were born, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wake up for a while. The poor monk and Ling
The real person is about to go to an unspeakable place, and it is impossible to carry him with him. I think it is better to set up a sealing circle and move his petrified body there first."
"Sealing magic circle?"
"In this case, once he wakes up, he will not immediately break through the seal and do evil. Although Lord Gray Mist still has the ability to use the chaotic gray mist, after all, this is a young body, and the power of the chaotic gray mist is far inferior.
In his heyday."
"I see." Lord Thunder-Throwing Lord nodded: "Then, this is what we have to do!"
"While Ling Zhenren and I were going to the unspeakable place, You Lao Zhenjun took more care of us!" the monk said.
After saying that, he took out a scroll of "The Prajna Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata" from his sleeve and gave it to Dului: "This is because the true master broke through the Immortal Master's Heart Sutra method, which is a little bit of the poor monk's thoughts."
"But I am not a disciple of Buddhism." True Lord Throwing Lei said with a smile.
"Realm cultivation has nothing to do with whether you are a disciple of Buddhism. As long as you are dedicated to kindness, you are qualified to practice." Monk Jindeng said with a smile.
"In that case, thank you very much, Master!" True Lord Throwing Thunder bowed.
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On the other side, Zhan Zong is in the underground seclusion cellar.
Faced with the "Face-Pinching Challenge" launched by Lord Throwing Thunder and others, Zhuo Oi also couldn't laugh or cry: "Except for Grandma and Grandmaster, probably no one in the world has ever pinched Master's face! The school girl wants to try it.
?"
At this time, Zhuo Yi turned his attention to Lotus Sun.
"Girls...how can they pinch a boy's face at will...it must be a very close relationship...otherwise they will be misunderstood!" Sun Rong suddenly became incoherent and at a loss.