Monk Jin Deng’s concerns weren’t without reason. After all, even Wang Ling had warned him not to let others get involved in too many things.
But the person who understood the ancients the best was still the ancients in the end. Although Wang Ling was invincible in the universe, some historical secrets and the complexity of the ancients were still very difficult to clear up in a short period of time.
The eternal was like a big, complicated problem. Even if there were thousands of ways to solve it, there was often only one path to the truth.
After calming himself down, monk Jin Deng finally slowly closed his eyes. A few seconds later, when his eyelids opened again, two bright swastikas suddenly appeared in his pupils.
“Let this penniless monk take a look at the secret inside,”golden lamp said in a calm voice.