Super Resolution System

Currently, all the Titled Fighters experts were looking at the ancient tree with burning eyes.    

    

This made Lin Yaoyang somewhat confused. Could it be that there was some kind of fortune that he didn't know about in the ancient tree that he could obtain?    

    

Looking at these guys, it was obvious that they wouldn't get up early if they didn't benefit from it. If they didn't, how could so many major powers send so many terrifyingly powerful people here at the same time?    

    

For a moment, Lin Yaoyang's anxious desire to go in and find Fu Xuan faded. Anyway, he wasn't in a hurry.    

    

Lin Yaoyang noticed that there were still many rogue cultivators here. There were also quite a number of powerful ones among these rogue cultivators.    

    

There were even some Titled Fighter Level warriors.    

    

However, those weren't Lin Yaoyang's targets. He took a fancy to a middle-aged man who was holding a prayer bead in his hand and walked towards him.    

    

He said to the monk with a Dharma name, "Amitabha. Great Master, do you know what's going on here?"    

    

At this moment, Lin Yaoyang was showing his face to others. It was quite easy for him to give others a favorable impression.    

    

When the monk heard that Lin Yaoyang was talking to him, he said the same thing to Lin Yaoyang and smiled at him. After that, he said, "Benefactor, don't you know that this place was the place where a Martial God died in the ancient times? Everyone here is here to show off their luck and obtain the inheritance of the deceased Martial God. Or a Martial God magic weapon. "    

    

When Lin Yaoyang heard this, he immediately glanced at his mouth.    

    

He thought to himself, "I still want to get Desolate God's inheritance. If that Desolate God sees them... He turned his hand and slapped all of them to death. As for the treasures, I think they are all on Desolate God's body. The biggest treasure of this ancient tree was hanging on Lin Yaoyang's neck."    

    

Lin Yaoyang nodded at the monk and prepared to leave.    

    

However, the monk stopped Lin Yaoyang and said, "Benefactor, I can see that the gourd on your neck has some special features. I wonder if you can lend it to me for a look."    

    

When Lin Yaoyang heard the monk's request, he was instantly startled. Could it be that this Old Bald Donkey could see that there was something strange about the gourd hanging on his neck?    

    

Although Lin Yaoyang was surprised, his face didn't reveal a single flaw. He shook his head at the monk and said, "I'm sorry, Great Master. This gourd is a treasure passed down in my family. I'm really sorry that I haven't taken it off my neck for so many years."    

    

After hearing Lin Yaoyang's reason, the monk nodded his head without saying anything. He then chanted a Dharma name to Lin Yaoyang.    

    

Lin Yaoyang only felt that this monk looked a little strange. For some reason, he didn't have a good impression of this monk.    

    

The facial features of this monk also carried a cunning aura. He really didn't look like a proper monk.    

    

If Lin Yaoyang was told that this monk was a meat and wine monk, Lin Yaoyang would be willing to believe it.    

    

Lin Yaoyang didn't want his Green Gourd to be exposed. He thanked the monk and left.    

    

The monk looked at Lin Yaoyang's back with a strange look in his eyes, then he flipped his palm.