Chapter 4677 (2/2)

”If you fast for three days, I will send you to the pool of beings.” Guo Shuang said, then turned to leave.

Ling Han affirms that this must be the disciple of ahan Buddha. Otherwise, even if she is a saint, how can she have such great power and be arbitrary?

It is said that there is also a disciple of the Buddha family called Shigang. This should be the earliest Buddha.

Ling Hanjing sat down and calmed down.

He was finally able to enter the pool of beings.

The throne, at last, is near.

A little excited.

If he really fasts, and his foreplay is so full, how can he fall on the last link?

Three days later, a little monk came and took him to the pool of beings.

Finally, he came to a huge temple. Then, the little monk left and replaced him with an old monk to continue to take him.

This old monk It's a saint!

Although his breath is not obvious, but also bent back, a pair of old-fashioned appearance, but only occasionally flow out of the breath is terrible.

This is a nine star saint.

Ling Han said in his heart, perhaps the distance between the emperor and the emperor is just a trace.But don't look at it. Ninety nine percent of the saints are untouchable all their lives.

What's more, how many people have been able to reach the nine star sage?

The old monk took Ling Han for a few steps and immediately gasped.

”Take a rest, old man.” Make complaints about what you are tired of.

The old monk nodded to him, and then said, ”there are not many young people with patience like you these days.”

Ling Han a smile: ”respect the old and love the young, this is a traditional virtue.”

The old monk nodded and closed his eyes.

Ten minutes, half an hour, three hours!

The old monk seemed to be turned into stone, but he didn't open his eyes again.

Ling Han did not urge, also sat on one side, quietly waiting.

Seven days later, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and said, ”Oh, I fell asleep accidentally.”

”No harm.” Ling Han said with a smile, his face was calm and had no impatience.

This is clearly another test.

Alas, the Buddhists are so careful that they are not happy at all.

The old monk got up and went forward again, but he gasped again after a few steps. This time, before Ling Han opened his mouth, he immediately sat down again and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Ling Han a smile, also accompany each other to sit dry, still did not urge the meaning.

This time and again, the old monk always sat down and had a rest, and the time was uncertain. Sometimes it was only three minutes, sometimes it was half a month. However, no matter how the old monk had to sit down, Ling Han never urged him.

In this way, half a year passed.

The old monk finally showed a smile and said, ”young man, you are very good.”

Ling Han is also a smile, but the heart is muttering, if not for the pool of sentient beings, you would have been killed, OK?

The old monk didn't rest any more. He took Ling han to a statue of Buddha, and then reached for a finger. The Buddha turned around immediately and showed a dark path.