Chapter 841

Crack, crack, crack.

Boom!

Wuchen crushed the teacup in his hand, and a terrifying Buddha power rose from his body; the Vajra stick shouted, the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows.

When the Buddha is angry, he only kills, not converts!

Ye Lin was scared to the ground by this sudden momentum.

The momentum erupting from this monk Wuchen gave him a feeling no worse than that of the Supreme Elder Jian Long of the Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect.

This bald donkey, could it be that he is also a Saint?!

Ye Lin couldn't help but get excited; this is not some old monster whose lifespan is about to end, but a Saint in his prime!

He had already started to ponder what exactly he should let Wuchen do for those three things; if he didn't take the opportunity to make good use of it, he wouldn't be Ye Lin.

"Senior Brother..."

Wuchen's eyes turned red, and two lines of hot tears flowed from his clear black eyes.

"Hey, Master Wuchen, please mourn; the dead cannot be resurrected."

Ye Lin hugged Wuchen's shoulder to comfort him.

"If your Senior Brother Fanxiu has a spirit in heaven, he definitely wouldn't want to see you so sad, and besides, he is waiting for you to avenge him."

"This poor monk will; this poor monk will definitely find that true culprit!"

A firm look appeared in the depths of Wuchen's misty eyes.

"Go for it! Master Wuchen, I wish you an early revenge for your senior brother!"

Ye Lin began to encourage Wuchen.

Fanxiu, in fact, can only be considered a puppet.

At the very least, the Undying Demon Dragon could not possibly be something Fanxiu had the ability to capture alive.

He had once seen the memory of the Undying Demon Dragon; at that time, the Undying Demon Dragon was captured alive by someone else setting a trap, and only then did he see Fanxiu.

As for that person, he had never appeared from beginning to end.

The town-temple treasure of the Flying Immortal Temple that never appeared from beginning to end should also have been taken away by that person.

Ye Lin telling the monk Wuchen the characteristics of that person is not lying to him.

The monk Wuchen wants to find this person, and Ye Lin also wants to find him.

But the monk Wuchen's strength is relatively strong, so let him find it first.

"By the way, Master Wuchen, may I ask what exactly is the town-temple treasure of your Flying Immortal Temple?"

Taking advantage of the fact that Wuchen's psychological defenses were somewhat relaxed at this moment, Ye Lin hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and asked.

Wuchen opened his mouth and then sighed.

"Forget it, telling you doesn't matter; the town-temple treasure of the Flying Immortal Temple is a door."

"A door?"

Ye Lin's pupils shrank, suddenly associating it with something; he didn't rush to speak, but waited for Wuchen to continue.

"That door is called the Ten Directions Reincarnation Door; it can communicate with reincarnation, purify karmic obstacles, and even allow high monks whose lifespan is about to end to live out a second life against the heavens."

"Although the Undying Demon Dragon's vitality is powerful, it is not enough to live out nine lives, but if there is the Ten Directions Reincarnation Door, it can be done; this is also the reason why Senior Brother Fanxiu stole this treasure."

Wuchen sighed with emotion; he really didn't expect Fanxiu to have embarked on such an evil path.

He now roughly knew what Fanxiu did after leaving the Flying Immortal Temple.

"That..."

Ye Lin's expression was like he was about to use the Fire Fist.

"Is the Ten Directions Reincarnation Door made of stone? High and invisible, wide as clouds, carved with sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, dragons, phoenixes, Qilins, and other patterns; looking at it gives people a feeling of being mysterious and solemn?"

"How do you know? Have you seen the treasure of this temple?!"

This time, it was Wuchen's turn to be surprised; before the Ten Directions Reincarnation Door was stolen by Fanxiu, it was located in the forbidden area of the Flying Immortal Temple all year round; even the disciples of the Flying Immortal Temple had not seen it.

"Damn!"

"Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn!"

Ye Lin acted like he had lost his mind, stood up and slapped his thigh fiercely; his hard thigh bone was slapped broken by him, twisting into an eerie angle.

He should have thought of it!

He should have thought of it long ago!

The so-called Heavenly Revelation Door and the Ten Directions Reincarnation Door are the same thing!

At that time, he always thought about exploring the world behind the Heavenly Revelation Door, wanting to know the secrets behind the door, but ignored the Heavenly Revelation Door itself!

He should have thought that this door was also a treasure!

Ye Lin's heart was bleeding crazily at this moment; this is truly losing a watermelon to pick up a sesame seed; why didn't he think of carrying the Heavenly Revelation Door away at that time?

This is like you entering a treasure house, inside there are the Wu Shi Emperor Scripture, different fires, divine position inheritances, two-way foils, star-destroying ships, infinite gems, mother-of-all-things tripods, but you turn a blind eye to those treasures, choose a gold bar and leave happily.

"Donor Ye, what's wrong with you?" Wuchen was startled by Ye Lin's sudden reaction and hurriedly cared.

Ye Lin cried out with a 'wow', and hugged the monk Wuchen and cried bitterly.

"Woo woo woo woo, I'm sorry, Master Wuchen, woo woo woo woo!"

"Before I ascended, I saw the Ten Directions Reincarnation Door you mentioned in that small world of mine, but I didn't know it was a treasure and didn't bring it back to return it to your Flying Immortal Temple."

"If I had taken the Ten Directions Reincarnation Door away at that time, maybe your Senior Brother Fanxiu wouldn't have died."

"I'm sorry to you, sorry to the Flying Immortal Temple, woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!"

Ye Lin cried sincerely; this time he was not acting, he was really very sad, very painful, very sad.

The monk Wuchen also couldn't help but comfort him.

"It's okay, Donor Ye, the ignorant are not guilty; you don't need to blame yourself, and even less need to blame yourself."

"I want to, but I can't control myself, woo woo woo woo!"

Ye Lin cried extremely miserably; it was truly heartbreaking for the listener and tearful for the hearer.

After crying for a while, Ye Lin finally recovered, but still couldn't help sobbing in a low voice.

With Ye Lin's character, if someone passed by in front of him carrying feces, he would have to taste the saltiness; now that he knew he had missed such a big treasure, it was no wonder he would collapse.

After his emotions eased a bit, Ye Lin raised his head and looked at Wuchen and asked.

"Master Wuchen, so what exactly was your Senior Brother Fanxiu doing in that small world of ours at that time?"

Wuchen pursed his lips, his eyes incomparably complex, and said slowly.

"He... was brewing a pot of great medicine, a great medicine with the world as a cauldron, the Undying Demon Dragon as the furnace fire, the Ten Directions Reincarnation Door as the medicine guide, and billions of living beings as medicine materials!"