No one followed this attic on the top floor. The gaze of the holy monks looked at Wang Xiong with respect. This last floor is not something that anyone can step into.

Wang Xiong stepped on the stairs of the thirteenth floor attic.

Outside the Sutra Pavilion, Sakyamuni also slowly walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.

"I am a teacher!"

"Meet my teacher!"

"I am a teacher!"

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When the monks and holy monks saw Shakyamuni, they saluted respectfully and called them the master.

Sakyamuni nodded, slowly stepped into the Sutra Pavilion, stepped onto the upper floor of the Sutra Pavilion layer by layer, and headed towards the last attic where Wang Xiong went.

When the holy monks in the Sutra Pavilion saw Shakyamuni coming up, they saluted and made way out.

Wang Xiong stepped into the thirteenth floor attic.

I thought there were a large number of scriptures in the attic on the thirteenth floor, but when it reached the thirteenth floor, Wang Xiong was surprised to find that there were no scriptures on the thirteenth floor.

It was empty, with only one word written on one wall!

"Heart?" Wang Xiong showed a confused look.
Chapter completed!