Chapter 1272 Reincarnation and Bricks of Memory

It only took one finger to break the door...

The monk thought that he and the boy would be evenly matched.

However, when he saw Wang Ling break the door with only one finger.

The shock that made his pupils tremble was beyond description.

Master Diulei sat on the side.

He had never doubted the boy's strength.

Brother Ling, he is still as strong as ever...

It has been the same since he met him.

To be honest, when Wang Ling's finger touched the door of the temple, he was actually a little surprised.

There has never been an opponent in this world that he can take seriously.

And the Golden Lamp Zen Master in the Kaiguang Temple may be one.

However, after breaking the door, the surprise that Wang Ling felt in his heart was immediately annihilated...

"I have heard of Master Ling's name for a long time. If Master Ling can successfully enter my Great Hall, I will tell you everything I know!" At this time, Jin Deng, who had closed his eyes and knocked on the wooden fish, finally opened his eyes.

Master Diulei had never had the opportunity to look into the eyes of the monk before.

Now, he saw the Zen Master Jin Deng open his eyes.

Those were a pair of soul-stirring golden eyes, as if they had the power to wash away all the evil karma in the world.

But to be honest.

Master Diulei felt that it was still far from the shock he felt when he first saw Wang Tong.

"Swastika pupil..." Wang Ling only saw the back of Master Jin Deng.

But he already knew that the other party had opened the "Swastika pupil" that only the most holy Buddhists were qualified to possess.

As the most holy Buddhist, Master Jin Deng condensed the energy that occurred in each of his reincarnations into his pupils.

Now, he has gone through 3910 reincarnations.

There are 3910 pupils over there.

Now, Wang Ling seemed to understand why the Golden Lamp Zen Master was so interested in his "King's pupil".

This is a serious lover of beauty contact lenses.

This "卍字英" is the natal object that the Golden Lamp Zen Master is proud of.

It can wash away all the malice in the world, see through the reincarnation of people, and detect people's weaknesses.

He condensed his experience of 3910 reincarnations into this small "卍 Ziying".

And his 卍字英, is to sort out the mistakes he made in these reincarnations, like a collection of wrong questions.

Those mistakes in decision-making in battle, mistakes in positioning... All kinds of wrong combat experiences turned into a torrent of history and gathered in the eyes of the Golden Lamp Zen Master.

He kept these mistakes firmly in his heart.

In order to not make mistakes again after the next reincarnation.

Now, at the moment when Wang Ling stepped into the threshold.

The "卍字曈" that had not bloomed for a long time exerted its magical power at this moment.

It began to resonate with every floor tile in the atrium!

Wang Ling stepped on the first floor tile in the atrium.

This is the pressure of the reincarnation of Master Jindeng.

Wang Ling saw a memory fragment of the monk's first reincarnation...

But this fragment was just a flashback.

Only Le saw a person beating a wooden fish...

And this close-up was placed on this wooden fish.

Wang Ling didn't understand the meaning.

He took another step forward.

The second step, the pressure was indeed greater than before.

The further you go forward with these floor tiles in the atrium, the greater the pressure will be.

The reincarnation pressure contained in the floor tiles behind you will continue to accumulate upwards.

It is impossible for a person to accept such a huge amount of information in a short time.

"No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible for him to bear the memory of a thousand reincarnations in a short time." Master Jindeng smiled slightly.

When Master Diulei came in, it was just a formality.

Now that Wang Ling has come here, he will naturally receive him with the "highest standard".

The swastika concentrated all the mental pressure brought by his reincarnation and spread it out from the tiles in the courtyard...

No one can withstand such a terrifying force.

Master Diulei looked outside the courtyard.

Although he did not doubt Wang Ling's strength, the boy in front of him seemed to have really encountered some difficulties.

He walked step by step in the courtyard, walking very slowly...

"Master, if your friend is unwilling to admit defeat because of face, you can communicate with him and finally convey it to me. I will not laugh at you." Master Jindeng looked like he was sure of victory.

How great is the mental pressure brought by the swastika? How could he not know?

Now the boy has just passed one-tenth of the road.

Behind this one-tenth of the road is the mental pressure of 391 reincarnations!

In one reincarnation, he lived for at least a hundred years, and at most a thousand years. This kind of pressure that spans eternity... can only be truly understood by those who have experienced it.

Master Jindeng sighed in his heart.

Unfortunately, this young man is not Wang Daozu after all.

If it were Wang Daozu himself, it would never be so strenuous.

…

Well…

Wang Ling admitted that he did walk very slowly.

But in fact, he didn't feel much mental pressure.

This can be seen from his thick hair.

He walked very slowly, deliberately stepping on every floor tile, on the one hand for fun.

On the other hand, he also wanted to investigate the origin of the monk through the memory flashback triggered by stepping on the floor tiles.

Unfortunately, he stepped on hundreds of floor tiles, and the fragmented flashbacks could not be pieced together into a complete memory.

It can only be said that the monk in the main hall has an extraordinary origin.

But it seems that he is not as powerful as Wang Ling imagined.

He walked leisurely on each floor tile, peeking at the flashback fragments of the monk's life, and the headache he felt was not even as much as the pressure brought to him before the final exam of the 60th grade.

This made Wang Ling feel disappointed from the bottom of his heart.

He opened his hand, and earth-colored spiritual energy gathered on his palm.

Master Jindeng noticed this scene in the courtyard.

Soon he found that the boy was using his spiritual power to absorb the elements of heaven and earth to imitate the floor tiles in his courtyard and create an identical earth brick.

The monk smiled immediately: "Do you want me to integrate the experience of reincarnation into the bricks?"

Wang Ling did not answer.

He did not have any experience of reincarnation.

Because this life is his first life experience... and he has not caught up with reincarnation.

What he did was just to integrate his experiences of growing up for sixteen years into this brick.

If he could live to be 1,600 years old, then the experiences in this brick would be one hundredth of his lifetime.

If he could live to be 16,000 years old, then the experiences in this brick would be one thousandth of his lifetime...

...

Of course, Wang Ling didn't know how old he could live.

But compared to his long life, these experiences in his hands were definitely a drop in the ocean.

Compared to the various experiences of the Golden Lantern Zen Master in his 3910 reincarnations, they were also a drop in the ocean.

However, he didn't mind sharing what he had felt over the years with this Zen master.

After condensing the brick in his hand, Wang Ling threw it far away to the Golden Lantern Zen Master.

"It's just a trick..."

The Zen Master didn't even look at it, and raised his hand to catch it.

And then there was nothing else.

The huge mental pressure contained in the memory brick thrown by Wang Ling was directly poured into the mind of the Golden Lantern Zen Master.

In just a moment, the Zen master's whole body twitched, blood flowed from all seven orifices, and he trembled like he was electrocuted...

Jin Deng couldn't believe the terrifying torrent of memories that flooded into his mind.

That's right...

This is a function...

His mind was full of functions...