"Divine Ability·Tyrant's Buddha Worship!"
Fang Zhixing clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and a colossal shadow slowly rose above his head.
The Tyrant pinched the second Buddha Bead and posed in the Immovable Ming King Dharma Form.
Unmovable as a mountain!
The body doesn't move, the mind doesn't move!
Nothing can shake it!
Wisdom forever exists!
Controlling all phenomena!
Even if the heavens grow old and the seas turn into mulberry fields, through the changes of times, I remain steadfast and unmovable!
Not knowing how much time has passed...
Fang Zhixing slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of foul air.
[5, drank 1 bowl of Mengpo Soup (completed)]
He looked outside the window and realized that it was already late into the night.
Xigou, lying beside him, lifted its head and asked, "How are you feeling, you didn't forget who I am, did you?"
Fang Zhixing rolled his eyes and replied, "I bloody well wish I could forget."
