"It seems that this monk followed these people into the city last time." A monk said in a low voice.
"Yes, I seem to remember that he should be with them. Who is this monk?"
"Looks like a monk from the Wanfo Sect?"
The monk did not react at all to the whispers of the crowd. He walked slowly, step by step, to the front of the inn and entered.
"Master is back!" Du Fan looked at him with a smile: "We were thinking of sending a message to Master, because my master said he was ready to leave."
The monk clasped his hands together and returned the greeting, saying, "How are the donors?"
"Haha, it's definitely not as good as the master." Du Fan said with a smile, his eyes lingering on the monk. The monk seemed to know what would happen. As soon as he entered the city, he said he was going to visit an old friend. But when the matter was resolved, he came back.
"Amitabha." The monk murmured softly.
"Master is here." Feng Jiu came out from the second floor and said with a smile, "It's so early, Master should not have had breakfast yet?"
The monk looked up at Fengjiu and saw that she still had some evil spirit. He lowered his gaze and murmured softly, "Amitabha, I am relieved to see that you are safe."
Hearing this, Fengjiu raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Master said that I would encounter a bloody disaster on this trip. I wonder if you are referring to last night?"
The monk clasped his hands together, shook his head gently, and said, "No."
Feng Jiu smiled and walked down the stairs: "That's right, I only suffered some minor injuries last night. For the Master to tell me that I have a blood disaster and ask me to be careful, it can't be of this level."
She walked slowly in front of him with a smile on her face, and said, "I really want to know what kind of thing would cause me to suffer a bloody disaster."
"The secret of heaven cannot be leaked." The monk said slowly.
Fengjiu smiled and said, "Master, sit here! I'll ask them to prepare breakfast for you." As she spoke, she looked at Leng Hua who was standing beside her.
Leng Hua smiled gently and gestured to the monk: "Master, please come this way." He asked the monk to sit aside and asked the waiter to bring breakfast.
After Feng Jiu had a few words with Du Fan and the others, she returned to the room upstairs. In the outer room, Xuanyuan Mo Ze was sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing. After taking the elixir that Feng Jiu had helped him refine, he used his Qi to catalyze the medicinal effect of the elixir. After practicing Qi in the early morning, he felt that the Qi in his whole body was flowing away, especially in his legs, and he felt that the strength was gathering in his tendons and veins.
Knowing that Fengjiu had come in, he let out a light breath, collected all the aura in his body, and then opened his eyes to look at Fengjiu.
"How is it?" Fengjiu asked, coming in front of him.
He stood up and landed on the ground. He felt his feet return to their previous state, even better than before. Feeling the strength of his feet restored, he raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Your medicine is very useful."
Hearing this, Fengjiu smiled, and her heart finally settled down: "That's good, this way, your legs won't feel weak anymore." She paused and said, "By the way, the monks are here and are having dinner downstairs. I've talked to them for a while and we'll set off. It's still a few days' journey from here to the town we're going to. When we get there, we'll find a good house for you to rest and recuperate."... Book-reading friends, you can search for "" to find this site as soon as possible.