Chapter 316: Your Spirit Mountain, Now Mine

Su He looked at the Swastika Symbol.

The symbol bore the rudimentary refinements of the Big Freedom Bodhisattva—rudimentary, that is, compared to the Immortal Sovereign. Yet, for people like Su He, such things were inscrutable.

Do you see? Even the widely learned Xuan Bird, with smoke rising from its head, still cannot decipher it.

"If you can't break it open, just snatch it forcefully!" Su He telepathically communicated to the Toad.

He wasn't versed in solving it, but he was very familiar with the ways of a bandit.

"Green Flower, lend me your body!" Su He's voice was urgent.

The Toad instantly hugged his arms tightly: "Grandson thief! What are you planning?"

"Keep dreaming!" Su He huffed, easing his own nervousness. It was his first time borrowing a body to face the world.

"Don't resist!"

As Su He spoke, following the perception at the bottom of his heart, he used the Toad as a channel, and a thread of consciousness settled on his own flesh body.