C469 Vajra

The bell chimed incessantly.

The old monk sat cross-legged on the ground, his right hand tightly pressing the hand seal. He had already closed his eyes.

The buddhist aura on his body was magnificent, and the originally scarlet meridians were now covered by that inexplicable golden aura.

He looked like a man made of gold … No... It was King Kong!

I am just a falling division