C297 Breaking through the heavens and losing his lifespan

The sound of wooden fish being knocked resounded through the room, accompanied by the clear night. The moonlight shone through the window onto the man in the monk robe. Strangely, the top of his head still had 3000 strands of black hair, but it did not have a "glorious" bald head.

"Amitabha!"

He only saw a dead side of his face, with cigarette smoke curling on the table in front of him