"Why did you stop?" Mo Chen asked.
She adjusted her internal energy and stood up, saying, "My strength has increased too quickly in half a month. I can't advance at this rate. I still need an opportunity."
She looked at him and saw that his breathing seemed to be much more stable, so she asked, "How about you? Are you feeling better?"
Mo Chen smiled slightly: "Well, with the warmth of the golden lotus to nourish the soul, recovery will be faster."
Feng Jiu nodded, looked at the golden lotus in the pond, and said, "I didn't expect that I would practice for half a month. They must be getting impatient. I will try again to see if I can move the golden lotus away."
"Okay." Mo Chen responded, stood up and watched from the side.
In half a month, not only did her strength improve, but even the green lotus in her body recovered its previous vitality. This was something she had not expected before going out on this trip.
She had been away from home for half a month and hadn't seen her children for half a month. She couldn't wait to go back and see them.
At that moment, she gathered her mind, exhaled gently, closed her eyes and felt the breath inside, while mobilizing the green lotus energy in her body.
A wisp of green lotus energy surged out from her body and slowly came to the palm of her hand. As the spiritual energy in her palm surged out, it wrapped around the golden lotus in the pond.
The green aura gradually approached the ancient golden lotus. Perhaps because it sensed that it was the same aura, the ancient golden lotus did not reject the green lotus aura until the green lotus aura enveloped the golden lotus. The next moment, Feng Jiu's mind moved, and a golden light flashed by. The golden lotus in the pool was moved into the space by her.
At that moment, Mo Chen, who was standing beside him, also turned into a golden light and disappeared on the spot because his golden lotus was moved. He didn't even have time to say a word to Feng Jiu.
The ground suddenly shook violently, and there was a feeling of an earthquake. Fengjiu quickly steadied her steps, but could not withstand the violent shaking. Suddenly, a suction force sucked her out. She only felt a flash before her eyes, and when she appeared again, she was already in the hall.
"Master!" Leng Hua in the hall quickly stood up and supported Feng Jiu, who was swaying and almost fell, and was surprised by her appearance.
The other monks in the hall looked up at the slightly vibrating Buddha statue. They were sitting on the ground and felt the shaking of the ground at that moment. However, with the appearance of Fengjiu, the vibration gradually dissipated and returned to normal.
They couldn't help but turn around and look at the woman in red standing in the hall. They didn't expect that she had stayed there for half a month. Moreover, the vibration showed that she had taken away the ancient golden lotus in the holy land.
“Amitabha.” The white-browed monk clasped his hands together and murmured softly. He slowly stood up, looked at Feng Jiu, and said, “The donor is indeed an extraordinary person.”
Feng Jiu returned the greeting and asked, "Sage Buddha Yichan, what do you need me to do?"
"A few months ago, the relics on the Jiuxiao Pagoda in my Wanfo Sect and a copy of the Heart Sutra were stolen. The person who stole the relics and the Heart Sutra was my disciple." Having said this, he lowered his head in shame and chanted "Amitabha".
He paused for a moment before saying, "I hope you can help me get those two items back. This is one thing."