The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp: Wu Song Receives a Spirit Infusion, and the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

But in the next second, something miraculous happened.

Once the pellet entered his stomach, it did not bring the nauseating taste he had imagined.

Instead, it transformed into an incomparably pure golden light that instantly rushed into Wu Song's spiritual platform.

The Zen lamp within Wu Song's spiritual platform, which had originally been flickering somewhat unsteadily, seemed to have been filled with top-grade lamp oil.

The flames surged in an instant, transforming into a bright beacon that lit the way!

A flash of golden light passed through Wu Song's eyes.

He could already sense that, to the southwest of West Lake, a divine mountain hidden in the void was calling to him.

The sound of Buddhist chants rang out there, and incense smoke flourished.

It was none other than the legendary—Lingyin Temple!

As for Jingci Chan Temple, there was hardly any incense left in Ji Gong Hall. Clearly, Ji Gong had moved his entire stockpile to Lingyin Temple.

If they wanted to enlist Ji Gong's true form, they would have to make another trip to Flying Peak and Lingyin Temple.

"Thank you, Living Buddha, for showing us the way!"

Lin Chen bowed again.

Just as they were speaking, Ji Gong, who had still been grinning and joking around, suddenly changed expression.

It was as if he had sensed something extremely terrifying. His eyes, which were always narrowed, suddenly flew wide open, and his brows instantly furrowed into three vertical lines.

The broken fan in his hand stopped waving. His ears twitched, and he cried out:

"Oh dear, oh dear, this is bad, this is bad!

A vicious shrew has come!

That's an unreasonable venomous creature, and she's got one hell of a temper!

This monk's clone has weak spiritual power. I'm not enough to fill the gaps between her teeth.