Chapter 1372 The eyes hide the world, the old monk gives the opportunity
His heart was solemn, but he had come here. Even if he couldn't enter the sea of suffering, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't just leave.
The most important thing is that this old monk gave him a very mysterious feeling. Zhu Tianpeng was even more curious, who is the latter? Why is there such a pseudo-holy powerhouse in the Western religion but not even a drop of it in the Three Realms?
The news spread.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng floated down and landed directly in front of the old monk.
After performing a ritual, Zhu Tianpeng looked humble and said: "Junior Zhu Ganglie has met his senior!"
The old monk didn't care at all about this and didn't even open his tightly closed eyes.
For a moment, the air fell into silence, and everything returned to illusion.
Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng was not at all angry. With the old monk's cultivation level, it was reasonable for the latter to disapprove of him.
However, Zhu Tianpeng did not give up. He stood there, looking at the old monk, and waited patiently.
After a while, the old monk seemed to realize that Zhu Tianpeng had no intention of leaving.
After a brief pondering, the old monk's voice came out from his lower abdomen: "Donor, we are destined to meet each other, and this poor monk has granted you a wish!"
The next second, Zhu Tianpeng felt his eyes blur as he suddenly disappeared from the spot and stood on a golden ocean.
Before he could recover, the sounds of surging waves could be heard endlessly. Under such sounds, the water level of the surrounding golden ocean rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the contrary, the area where Zhu Tianpeng is located is still flat and has no intention of rising.
Standing on the water, looking at the golden water level that connected with the sky, Zhu Tianpeng fell into an unprecedented tranquility at this moment. He subconsciously closed his eyes and spread his arms as if to accommodate all things.
Crash--
At this moment, subtle sounds echoed.
I saw tiny streams of water rushing out of the rising golden ocean, but in the blink of an eye, these water streams filled the sky, like real dragons swimming in the air.
Soon, the dense water flow surged towards Zhu Tianpeng as if it was being pulled.
Snapped--
Snapped--
The sound of water lapping at the skin was loud, and the endless golden luster was brilliant. At this moment, the water turned into particles that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and penetrated into Zhu Tianpeng's body along the pores of the skin.
The next second, Zhu Tianpeng felt that his whole body was clear, as if he had returned to his original state. His physical quality was constantly improving, giving him the urge to look up to the sky and roar.
I don't know how much time had passed, but Zhu Tianpeng slowly woke up and looked around. He was at the same spot. The golden ocean seemed to have disappeared, and only the Wenxin Road stone tablet attracted attention.
Zhu Tianpeng looked around blankly, and said with astonishment, "What am I?"
Suddenly, Zhu Tianpeng felt that his whole body was full of power, as if countless Zhalong were pouring into his body during his absence.
Subconsciously clenching his fists, Zhu Tianpeng felt an unprecedented sense of strength.
This is not an improvement in cultivation, but an improvement in physical quality. Although he is the Green Lotus Body of Creation, he does not have any understanding of Zhu Tianpeng, the Green Lotus Body of Creation, and naturally cannot perfect and temper it.
But it was different now. Zhu Tianpeng felt that without using any cultivation or magic power, his strength was comparable to that of a great witch.
With the power of a great witch, reaching for the stars and the moon is an easy task for a monk. As long as he reaches the level of Daluo Jinxian, he can completely control the stars with his magic power.
But only the strength of the physical body can achieve this step. It can be said that even if Sun Wukong stands in front of Zhu Tianpeng now, the latter's Lingming Stone Monkey body, which has been tempered by eighty-nine mysterious skills, is probably not enough to defeat Zhu Tianpeng.
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After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses and waved his fists a few times. Suddenly, strong winds sounded, like thunderous explosions that disturbed the area.
At this point, Zhu Tianpeng was sure that he was not dreaming. During the period of time when he was absent-minded, his body had really undergone earth-shaking changes.
Recalling the words of the old monk before he lost consciousness in his mind, Zhu Tianpeng trembled. Regardless of the joy in his heart, he turned to look at the old monk who was sitting cross-legged in front of asking for help.
Bowing and saluting, Zhu Tianpeng directly released the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Transformation Technique, and said sincerely: "Zhu Tianpeng thanks senior for giving me this opportunity!"
After a salute, Zhu Tianpeng stood up straight and prepared to leave.
After all, in his opinion, this old monk was too mysterious and powerful, and he decided that he was more than a fake saint.
Although he also wanted to find out the identity of the old monk, it was a pity that the latter didn't care about him at all. Naturally, he didn't want to stay here for a long time. He even couldn't wait to find someone to try it out to see if his physical power was real.
It has reached a level comparable to that of a great witch.
However, something unexpected happened.
Just when Zhu Tianpeng turned around, the old monk Gu Bo's calm expression suddenly changed. He opened his mouth and said, "Donor, please stay."
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng paused in his steps, turned around, looked at the old monk and picked out his ears. After making sure that he heard correctly, he turned around again, cupped his fists and saluted: "Senior, what are your instructions?"
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After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng looked straight at the old monk.
He was sure that the latter had just spoken to him with his real voice and was not speaking in ventriloquism like before.
This made Zhu Tianpeng even more puzzled, wondering why the latter's attitude towards him had changed so drastically.
Under Zhu Tianpeng's gaze, the old monk's closed eyes slowly opened.
The next second, Zhu Tianpeng lost his voice, opened his mouth wide, and his face was full of disbelief, as if he had seen a monster.
Following Zhu Tianpeng's gaze, he saw that the old monk's eyes were not big, but they were very sharp.
If it was just like this, Zhu Tianpeng would not be so moved. The most important thing is that in the old monk's eyes, Zhu Tianpeng saw the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, flowers and trees.
The old monk's eyes are like two small worlds, emitting endless suction force as they rotate, making people feel the urge to fall into them out of body.
When Zhu Tianpeng looked at the old monk, the old monk was also looking at him.
I don't know how long it took, but the old monk's open eyes slowly closed, his mouth opened slightly, and his voice was full of nostalgia: "I want to, I really want to."
"Donor, you are almost exactly the same as your ancestor when he was young. It's just that your ancestor had a pair of peach blossom eyes and was surrounded by three thousand beauties, but you don't have those peach blossom eyes, and you are determined. If you are given a certain amount of time, your achievements will definitely depend on you.
Above the ancestors."
"A hundred thousand years have passed. Your ancestor used chaos as the chessboard and the ancient stars as the chess pieces to play a game of God's Destruction. However, he left. I don't know what year or month it took for this game to be completed.