Two days later, in the early morning of the courtyard, Fengjiu kissed the two children who were still sleeping, and said to Xuanyuan Moze: "Then I will leave. When I am not around, you should take good care of yourselves and don't let me worry."
Xuanyuan Moze held her hand and said, "Be careful. Take Du Fan or Leng Hua with you so that you can take care of them if anything happens."
"Okay." She responded and leaned forward to kiss his lips.
Xuanyuan Moze reached out and hugged her, deepening the kiss, and didn't let her go until a long time later: "Go! We'll wait for you to come back."
"Yeah." She looked at the two children again and sighed in her heart: the children have been by her side since they were born, and now she feels reluctant to let them go out.
She retracted her gaze, turned and left the room. Outside, she told them to take good care of Xuanyuan Moze and the two children, called Leng Hua and left together.
The Ten Thousand Buddha Sect was still a long way from here, so Feng Jiu and Leng Hua flew directly on their swords after leaving the city. Standing on the flying swords, they saw some monks walking up the mountain step by step on the rugged mountain road below. Perhaps they noticed them, and many people looked up.
When they arrived at the territory of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect on their sword, a voice came from the sky. At the same time, Fengjiu also sensed the aura of a barrier in the air.
"The front is the territory of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, please do not cross without permission!"
Fengjiu flew down from mid-air on her sword, and after landing on the ground, she put away the sword. She looked upwards, and saw that the way up the mountain was all stairs, extending upwards one by one, disappearing into the depths of the forest, and at the very top, a Buddhist palace could be vaguely seen.
"Amitabha, this is a sacred place in Buddhism, please stop." Two monks in beige robes walked out from the woods with their hands clasped together.
Feng Jiu smiled slightly, raised her eyebrows, and said: "Shouldn't Buddhists treat everyone equally? Why do you think there is a female donor?"
"Amitabha."
The two men were young, but had calm personalities. After hearing her words, they did not say much, but just stood there quietly with their brows lowered and their eyes closed. However, at this moment, Feng Jiu moved, and a red figure instantly rushed forward and pressed the acupoints of the two men.
Because her speed was so fast, the two monks kept their previous movements without moving. They were even frozen before they could even raise their eyes.
Fengjiu stretched out her hand and caught a leaf that was floating down. She used her fingers to shoot it to the side, and the leaf sank into the tree trunk. She smiled slightly, put her hands together, and said, "My apologies, young masters."
The two monks couldn't even respond, let alone react. They could only stand there quietly with their eyes lowered.
Fengjiu walked up the mountain. Leng Hua, who was behind her, saw her and hurried to follow. However, he saw that her steps seemed slow, but were actually light and fast. He had to take a deep breath and walk quickly to keep up with her.
When they got there, it was already noon. The sunlight was pouring down from the sky and falling on the Buddhist palace. Looking up from afar, it was as if they were bathed in Buddha's light.
Arriving in front of the Buddhist gate, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered slightly. Looking at the majestic Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect in front of her, she only felt that the surrounding atmosphere was very peaceful. In front of the Buddhist gate, the breeze blew on her face, and the leaves swayed gently.