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The exit of the stone forest path was facing a dark stone door, and in the middle was a flat area with a dark stone door about fifty to sixty feet tall and twenty to thirty feet wide. There were three ancient characters carved into the entrance of the cave at the foot of the mountain, which Lin Zheng did not recognize, but there was only one small mountain in this area, and this small mountain was surrounded by a stone forest. Lin Zheng did not recognize the characters carved on the two sides of the stone door, they were not like the people in this world. The two statues were very strange, they had three heads and six arms, one of them looked at the stone forest that Lin Zheng had just walked out of, the other looked at the stone forest surrounding the hill, and the third looked at the tunnel at the entrance of the cave. The characters carved on the stone statue looked very vivid, as if they were staring at all the people who passed through the tunnel.

Many stone prayer mats were arranged in circles around the circular field. Almost every one of them had a monk sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed. Some of the monks were suffused with a bright Buddhist light, which the Golden Forest recognized as being emitted by the indestructible body. Presumably, the praying mat was truly an indestructible body, so one could see a very dazzling light. There were also some that were darker, while others that did not emit any Buddhist light.

Could it be that there were mortals that had entered this place? How could there not be any traces of light? Lin Zheng did not understand, he walked over and picked up a monk that was not shining, the statue of the monk was solemn, like a living person, just that there was no aura, Lin Zheng poked with his finger and the monk fell on the praying mat, his skin instantly turned into white dust, the white dust fell onto the ground, Lin Zheng could not bear it anymore, it seemed like he did not need to try, the ones that were not glowing were all probably dead. The monk did not fall down, but continued to sit there without moving. He did not turn into white ashes, and Lin Zheng understood that every monk here had cultivated the Immortal Body, but some had just died, so it had turned to ashes. Some of the glowing ones were still alive. He looked at the pitch-black stone gate again, but there was no movement from inside.

Just at this moment, the monk he pointed to suddenly began to shine brightly, and then a sigh came out, followed by cracking sounds coming from his bones. The monk moved, and Lin Zheng felt goosebumps all over his body, his mouth agape in surprise as he looked at the monk.

After the monk woke up, he stretched his arms and hammered them. When he saw Lin Zheng, he was also surprised. After speaking for a while, Lin Zheng did not understand what was going on. He looked at the monk in confusion. He said very carefully, "Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

When the monk heard this, he was first shocked, but then he opened his mouth and said, "So it's someone from this era. I never thought that this place could no longer cultivate and would produce such a strange thing. Someone has cultivated to such a stage."

Lin Zheng understood what he meant and hurriedly said, "Please enlighten me, High Monk?" Lin Zheng was very modest when he spoke.

"Did you just poke me?"

"Yes, it was an accident. Did I disturb your cultivation?"

"No, that's not it. Speaking of this, I have to thank you. If you didn't poke me, I'm guessing you would still be in a daze. You are also a meritorious general. Based on this, I can answer three questions from you and take away this chance between us." The monk looked at Lin Zheng as he replied. After that, he got up from the praying mat and walked down. He looked at the pitch-black stone door as if he was waiting for Lin Zheng's question.

Lin Zheng saw that the monk no longer cared about him and could not force anything, so he began to ask.

"What is this place?" Lin Zheng said.

The old monk held out a finger and said, "In a moment." Lin Zheng knew a little bit about this. With just a thought, it should be what the Buddhist sect meant when one thought to become a Buddha or a Devil, and become a Buddha or a Devil with a single thought. But Lin Zheng casually replied with a "one thought". Unexpectedly, the old monk stretched out his finger and said, "To become a Buddha or a devil, it can be said to be the path of buddhist training." Lin Zheng froze, what was this, he did not even ask this question, the old monk was too sentimental, could this even be considered a question, just as Lin Zheng was about to argue, the old monk stretched out a finger, "The third.

Lin Zheng was at a loss for words. What do you mean by wasting a question like this? That old monk is too cunning. The old monk seemed to sense something and turned around to look at Lin Zheng. He raised his hand and hooked up with the third finger that had just been extended. He squeezed his left eye and said, "Third, think carefully."

He was very thin, with a long face and a pair of triangular eyes that were slippery. He had two long ears, a very high nose, a pointed nose, and a second-floor goatee hanging from the corner of his mouth. His lips were very thin, and his long neck was very thin. He was wearing a grey monastic robe with a lot of dirt on it, and on his chest hung a bag full of dirt. He didn't know what was inside, but there was a black belt around his waist with a bamboo stick attached to it. His first impression of Lin Zheng was extremely bad.

Lin Zheng felt that this monk was a bit evil and did not do things half-heartedly like him. It was obvious that this monk was one of those people. Lin Zheng was annoyed, he wanted to play with this monk. While he was strolling among the monks, he was intentionally or unintentionally admiring the monks on the prayer mats, ignoring the monk. When the monk saw Lin Zheng ignoring him, he was a little anxious and urged, "Hurry, hurry, the Buddha doesn't want to waste time here." As he spoke, he pointed to Lin Zheng, who ignored him and continued to observe the monks.

The monk saw that Lin Zheng was ignoring him, so he also understood, "Boy, you don't have to say it, but I can also not say it, if you annoy me, then I will make you the same as them," he said, pointing at those monks who had lost their luster. Lin Zheng was still silent. The monk looked at the monks on the prayer mats and was pleasantly surprised, "The heavens are on my side, there are treasures here." He stretched out his palm towards a monk on a prayer mat, and with a grab of his five fingers, the monk's chest pocket immediately flew towards the monk. The monk grabbed the cloth bag and looked inside, then shook his head, "Too bad, it doesn't enter the Buddha's eyes." However, he did not let it go. He turned the cloth bag over and poured the contents into the cloth bag in front of his chest, but at the same time, the monk he took away also turned into a pile of white ashes, with the bones scattered on the praying mat. The monk did not care, so he reached out and grabbed another monk. Lin was at a loss for words as he watched the actions of this monk. What kind of person was this? He didn't even let a single one of his own go.

The monk did not feel satisfied, and reached out to grab a dim monk. At this moment, a sound came from inside the black stone door. "Showing up, you old dog. You even dare to touch my things. When I go out, I will definitely grind your bones and scatter your ashes." Lin Zheng also realized at this moment that this monk that was not much of a toy was called Zhang Hua. Seeing the cloth bag in his hand, Lin Zheng thought to himself, "It really is worthy of being called Zhang Hao." Upon hearing the shout, Zhang Xuan stopped and looked at Lin Zheng, an awkward expression on his face. Lin Zheng did want to grab the cloth bags on the chest of the monk corpses, but he always felt that it was better not to take the dead people's things.

Lin was still walking towards the passage. He was looking at the monks on the prayer mat. Lin Zheng was startled, and a monk sitting on a praying mat surprised him. He seemed to know that person, no, he really did know that person. He had seen him in portraits and stone sculptures. Lin Zheng hastily walked over and saw that it was indeed him. Lin Zhengming was pleasantly surprised. He could not help but blurt out the words, "Dama". As soon as he said it, Lin Zheng regretted it. He was finished. The third question had finally appeared. As expected, when the person who was grabbing the cloth bag heard these two words, his body stopped for a moment. Then, he stretched out three fingers. "Third question."

Lin Zheng turned around and saw the scene before him. He cursed in his heart, 'How shameless!' He smiled at Lin Zheng and said, "That is a good question. Back then, when he was fighting against the Three Great Devils in the Ghostly World, he eventually turned into a giant golden dragon and ran amok across the Ghostly Realm, making the demons not dare to attack him. However, he then disappeared from the Ghostly Grounds and left for an unknown destination." Lin Zheng smiled as he looked at Lin Zheng and said, "That is a good question, he seemed to have understood something when he heard Lin Zheng call out for him. He showed up at the praying mat where he was sitting. He looked at it carefully, and then his eyes lit up.

"It's really him. I didn't expect him to be here too." It appeared to be the exclamation of a monk. Then, he started to walk in circles on the spot, his fingers shaking, "Right, right, right, that must be it!" He seemed to be confirming some kind of guess.

Finally, the monk stopped walking and stood there looking at Lin Zheng. With a bit of excitement, he jogged over to Lin Zheng, grabbed him by the arm, and pulled him to a prayer mat for Lin Zheng to sit on. He paced back and forth in front of Lin Zheng and began to narrate his conjecture.

In just a short thousand years, he had already reached the Deity Stage, and in addition to his fame in the cultivation world, he had also become one of the few figures in the world of cultivation at that time. At that time, he appeared as a little Shamei, who was cultivating in a small temple, and from then on, he became an idol. He never wanted to see him, but at that time, his cultivation was still short and he couldn't do it. However, just as he was about to turn into a god and leave the world of cultivation, and just as the numerous cultivators were heading to the temple he resided in, he disappeared from the world of cultivation. There were many versions of the world of cultivation. Some said that Damocles flew away, while others said that their souls were destroyed when they failed. Others said that Damocles went to a mysterious place, but what happened to Damocles became a mystery.