Chapter 4685: Three Choices

"Your performance really exceeded my expectations." Guo Shuang said, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

She already knew that during the simulated battle, Ling Han did not choose the emperor or saint as his vehicle, but directly imitated himself.

It takes courage to fight against the incarnation of the emperor with one's own strength.

Of course, there are not no such people in ancient times, but the facts have proved that these people are overconfident, and they all end up in defeat.

Therefore, it is really rare for someone like Ling Han to have incomparable self-confidence and strong martial arts talent.

Ling Han smiled: "I am destined to become the Great Emperor."

This is too far-fetched, Guo Shuang couldn't help laughing, how could this young man know that this era is ushering in a prosperous age where a hundred flowers bloom, and ancient emperors and sons were all born at this time, and even Ling Han, Ding Shu and other superstars were born at this time. A wicked newcomer.

If you want to become an emperor in this era, luck is actually more important.

Regarding the person in front of him, whether his talent is strong or not is put aside first, but his cultivation base is improving too slowly, and luck is not on his side.

"In order to reward you, I can give you three choices, you choose one." Guo Shuang said, "First, I will pass on you the six-character King Ming Mantra!"

Boom, Ling Han's heart skipped a beat, he really wanted to learn.

This is an imperial technique on the spiritual level. Although he only learned one "Om" formula, its power is really extraordinary.

If you can learn all of them... that would be great.

But he didn't answer immediately, he was very calm.

What are the remaining two choices?

"Second, I can send you into the pool of living beings to practice for three days." Guo Shuang continued.

"This pool of living beings is not comparable to the ones you entered before, but a real pool of living beings, built by the Buddha himself."

"Entering it to wash and quench your body can make you reborn."

"Although your combat talent is extraordinary, your aptitude is still a bit lacking. If you pass the pool of living beings, you can make up for this weakness."

For a moment, Ling Han was in full bloom.

Pool of living beings!

He finally waited.

"However, the second option will not bring about any obvious changes in your cultivation, it just lays a solid foundation for you, and the benefits will only be brought into play in the future." Guo Shuang said again.

Ling Han nodded, he was still very calm, and didn't speak, although it didn't need to be considered at all.

"Thirdly, I can pass on the Kasyapa Sutra to you. This is a holy-level exercise. With this practice, your advancement will be astonishingly fast." Guo Shuang said again.

There are three choices, the imperial technique directly enhances the combat power, and the six-character Mingwang Mantra can also clarify the mind and suppress the demons. It has given wings to the improvement of cultivation.

If you want others to choose this, it will definitely be difficult.

Each one is very useful to me, how should I choose?

Ling Han didn't need to hesitate at all, he just pondered for a moment, and then said: "I'll choose the second one."

Guo Shuang couldn't help but nodded approvingly: "Emperor skills and holy-level skills, there are chances to get them again in the future, but if you want to temper your physique, it will be better a day earlier, because once you miss the foundation, it will be very difficult in the future." Make up for it, and the price to pay will be much higher.”

"I gave you three choices, which is also a test for you, and you passed again."

Uh, is this a mistake?

If Ling Han hadn't wanted to light the holy fire, he would have chosen the six-character King Ming Curse, because he was already extremely evil, and the tempering effect of the pool of living beings would definitely not work for him, and the holy-level exercises... Isn't this a joke?

He himself has the fighting power to sweep ninety-nine out of ten saints, so he still needs holy skills?

"You take a bath and fast for three days, and I will have someone take you to the pool of living beings." Guo Shuang said, then turned and left.

Ling Han was sure that this person must be a direct disciple of Ahan Buddha, otherwise, even if she was a saint, how could she have such great power and make arbitrary decisions?

I heard that there is another disciple of the great emperor in the Buddhist clan,

His name is Shi Gang. This should be the earliest Buddha disciple.

Ling Han sat down quietly to calm down.

He can finally enter the pool of living beings.

The Holy Throne is finally here.

A little excited.

If he really took a shower and fasted, how could he fall down in the last round after doing so much foreplay?

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

Those who went around seven times and eight times finally came to a huge temple. Then, the little novice left and was replaced by an old monk who continued to guide him.

This old monk...is a saint!

Although he didn't have a breath, he was still hunched over, and he looked like an old man, but the breath that only occasionally flowed out was extremely terrifying.

This is a nine-star saint.

Ling Han said in his heart, maybe he was only a little short of Zhundi.

But don't look at just such a trace, ninety-nine percent of the saints will not be able to touch it in their entire lives.

——Besides, through the ages, how many people can reach the level of a nine-star saint?

The old monk led Ling Han for a few steps, and immediately gasped for breath.

"Old man, take a rest first." Ling Han said, complaining in his heart, why are you pretending to be tired, a nine-star saint.

The old monk nodded at him, really sat on the ground, and said: "In these days, there are not many young people who are as patient as you."

Ling Han smiled: "Respect the old and love the young, this is a traditional virtue."

The old monk nodded, closed his eyes and rested.

Ten minutes, half an hour, three hours!

The old monk seemed to have turned into stone, but he never opened his eyes again.

Ling Han didn't rush, and also sat on the side, waiting quietly.

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

"It's okay." Ling Han smiled, his face was calm, and he showed no signs of impatience.

This is obviously another test.

Alas, the people of the Buddhist family are really narrow-minded and not happy at all.

The old monk stood up and moved forward again, but before taking a few steps, he gasped again. This time, before Ling Han could speak, he immediately sat down again and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Ling Han smiled, and also sat with the other party, still without the intention of urging him.

Again and again, the old monk sat down to rest at every turn, and the time was variable, sometimes it was only three minutes, sometimes it was half a month, but no matter how the old monk sat down at every turn, Ling Han always There was no urging.

In this way, half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

The old monk finally smiled and said, "Young man, you are very good."

Ling Han also smiled, but muttered in his heart, if it wasn't for the pool of all living beings, you would have been beaten to death long ago, okay?

The old monk didn't rest any longer, and led Ling Han to a Buddha statue, and then pointed out, the Buddha statue immediately turned around, revealing a secret passage.

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