The moment Lin Fan left the place of the old man, he did a quick count of his Shengyang Pills.
Right now, his entire life's savings amounted to 1.5 trillion Shengyang Pills.
While this might seem like a lot at first glance, Hundred Years in A Single Thought required ten trillion Shengyang Pills! To Lin Fan, that was an amount enough to fill up an entire ocean!
"Benefactor…"
The moment Lin Fan appeared, Reverend Shakya came running over. His face was extremely docile as though he had suddenly turned all well behaved and meek.
"Hais! I have sinned! To think that even a high monk of the Buddha race would forsake his sense of self in the face of a skill." Lin Fan lamented.
"Oh kind benefactor, please have some pity on me!"
Reverend Shakya pleaded pitifully. For Reverend Shakya, this was an extremely torturous revelation he was having.
"I'm feeling a little hungry." Lin Fan rubbed his belly saying.
"I'll treat you to food!"