Chapter 1643 (2/2)
Unfortunately, he had no time to think. The test of the ninth floor of the ancient tower began.
He is in a desert. Besides him, there are a group of young monks, mostly around the age of twelve or thirteen.
In front of them is a forest.
In the woods, a group of eagles were preying on a sika deer.
”I didn't expect to be a monk this time.”
Lu Chen took back his eyes and looked at his appearance. He was helpless. He didn't know who he was pinning on this time?
”Sakyamuni.”
Suddenly, a name appeared in Lu Chen's mind, which stunned him directly. The owner of his body was actually called Sakyamuni.
How is that possible?
Lu Chen felt absurd, but suddenly thought that his previous layer was placed on the body of the emperor at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. Now what's strange about placing on Sakyamuni?
But today's ”Sakyamuni” cultivation is very low. He is not even a human immortal. He is just a 12-year-old little monk.
”I don't know what the test of this level is?”
Lu Chen guessed secretly and looked at the eagles.
Just then, an old monk with white beard walked out, pointed to the sika deer attacked by the eagle and said, ”can you find a way to save the deer?”
A group of young monks looked at each other and looked at each other.
”Master, we can kill the eagle so that we can save the deer.” Said a young monk.
”If you do this, you commit murder.” The old monk said.
”Master, we can drive them away.” Another young monk said.
”You can try.” The old monk said with a smile.
The young monk hesitated, picked up the stones on the ground and threw them at the eagles, but unexpectedly, the eagles even attacked him.
”Master, help me!”
The young monk was pecked on his arm by an eagle and cried with pain.
The old monk smiled and waved his palm, so he blocked the eagle out and saved the young monk.
When other young monks saw it, they looked at the eagles in fear.
”Is there any other way to save the deer?” The old monk asked.
”Master, we can't save the fawn. Please do it, or the fawn will die.” A young monk said with a bloody deer on his finger.
”Sakyamuni, among so many people, you didn't speak. Did you think of any way to save the deer?” The old monk suddenly said to Sakyamuni.
”Please give me a knife.” Lu Chen came forward and said.
”Sakyamuni, the master said, you can't kill eagles, or you will commit murder.” Said a young monk.
”Who said I was going to kill the eagle?” Lu Chen smiled.
”Then what are you doing with a knife?” Asked the young monk.
”You'll know later.” Lu Chen smiled.
”Sakyamuni, here you are.” The old monk looked at Sakyamuni curiously, turned his palm, took out a knife and handed it to him.
”Thank you, master.” Lu Chen saluted, then walked up with a knife, looked at the bloody deer pecked by the eagle, sighed, rolled up his trouser legs, revealed his big Tui, and waved a knife to cut off a piece of meat.
”Sakya, you are crazy. You cut your own flesh.”
A group of young monks were so frightened that they shouted and looked at ”Sakyamuni” like crazy people.
The old monk also looked at him in amazement.
”Don't hurt it. If you want to eat it, eat my meat.”
Lu Chen smiled softly and threw the meat cut from himself to the eagles.
”Shua!”
Those Eagles saw fresh meat and flew over one after another. One eagle picked up the meat cut by Lu Chen and ate it. Other Eagles looked at Lu Chen directly.
Poof poof! Poof poof!
Without saying anything, Lu Chen picked up the knife, cut off his own meat from his thigh and threw it to other eagles.
The eagles were full and left one after another.
”Bang!”
Lu Chen smiled softly and fell to the ground with a pale face.
The bruised deer came to Lu Chen's side and added his face with his tongue. Tears came out of his eyes.
”Master, the deer is crying.”
The young monks looked at each other when they saw this scene
”Sakyamuni cut meat to feed the eagle and saved its life. How can it not cry?”
The old monk came up and looked at the bloody ”Sakyamuni” in the lower part of his body. He sighed ”crazy son”, stretched out his palm and brushed it gently. The cut meat grew again.
”Thank you, master.”
Lu Chen touched the deer's head and said gratefully to the old monk.
”Sakyamuni, you have a deep understanding of the way of sacrificing yourself as a man, and your achievements will be far above being a teacher in the future.” The old monk said with a smile.
The old monk said this and disappeared out of thin air. The deer and other young monks also disappeared, replaced by a door.
”It worked.”
Lu Chen's eyes brightened and stepped into the door.
He finally passed the test of the ninth floor of the ancient tower.
The next moment, Lu Chen felt that he had returned to his body and opened his eyes, but when he saw the stars, he seemed to be in a sea of stars.
”Lu Chen, congratulations on becoming the first contestant to pass the test in the spirit list competition. The assessment is three years, but you have used it for one year. It's very good.”
At this moment, a vigorous voice came, full of praise.
”I wonder if you are master lingdaozi or master desolate?” Lu Chen asked after boxing.
”Old man, lingdaozi, Lu Chen, you have completed the test. Now, you will get the opportunity to inherit the ancestral gods of the ancestral immortals and even the mainland. In front of you, there are stars, each representing the inheritance of the deceased ancestral immortals and gods.” The vigorous voice sounded again.
”Master lingdaozi, what should the younger generation do to inherit?” Lu Chen asked.
”Feel them with your own strength. If they recognize you, they will naturally hand over the inheritance to you. Well, I'll do my best. Whether you can get the inheritance depends on your own.” Said lingdaozi.