Login with GoogleChapter 85: Reunion with Venerable One Miaofa
Cen Qingjia, the eldest brother, would handle the matters of the Cen Mansion, while Cen Qingyou led Qiao Wan to the Great Hall of Light!
Before leaving, Qiao Wan bid farewell to Baihu Ersan and Gui Qi.
Jia Yin called out to Qiao Wan before leaving with Xiu Quan. If Qiao Wan had agreed to be his subordinate and help him, he would find a way to help her with the demonic energy. But now, she would have to deal with it on her own.
However, Jia Yin frowned at the swirling demonic energy and took out a disc from his sleeve.
Qiao Wan was startled and asked, "Thunder disk?"
Xiu Quan was even more surprised and said, "Wasn't it me who made it?"
Qiao Wan silently thought to herself, no wonder Jia Yin tried to kill her before.
"I misunderstood you before," Jia Yin said in a deep voice, "So, I'm giving this to you as a gift."
Obtaining the thunder disk was not easy, and she paid a great price for it.
Jia Yin voluntarily lowered his head, and Qiao Wan hesitated for two seconds before accepting the thunder disk from his hands, which had a timeless and antique appearance.
She wanted to become stronger.
After bidding farewell to the Cen family and Mrs. Cen, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou packed up and set off together.
At the same time they were leaving, the groundbreaking news that "Qiao Wan is not dead" quickly spread outward from the center of the Cen Mansion, reaching Kunshan.
-- Qiao Wan is alive!
-- Not only that, but she also made a connection with the Demon Emperor!
This time, the Xiao family and the demon realm were completely humiliated.
The Xiao family went all out, spending a fortune of 6000 high-quality spirit stones, but Qiao Wan was still active in the jianghu (martial arts world).
Qiao Wan couldn't help but stumble and ended up with Demon Emperor Jia Yin!
They had to kill her, they must kill her.
Xiao Family's expression remained cold and they didn't care about the young cultivator. They added more weight to Qiao Wan's ranking on the Killer List, now reaching 8000 high-grade spirit stones. She stood out among the other powerful cultivators.
All over the world, wandering cultivators were sharpening their knives.
The demon realm had already been keeping an eye on Qiao Wan for a while. The fact that they hadn't taken action yet meant that she wasn't valuable to them.
Before, outlaws, assassins, and wandering cultivators were cautious of the demon realm and didn't dare to get involved. But now that the demon realm wasn't taking action, they saw it as an opportunity to capture Qiao Wan and do justice.
The Great Hall of Light was located to the east, which was quite awkward because Chaotian Mountain and the Xiao Family were also in the east.
The news of Qiao Wan's plan to go to the Great Hall of Light had not been spread yet. On the way, Qiao Wan tightly held onto her cloak while Cen Qingyou traveled tirelessly. They cautiously gathered information about Mei Yuanbai, Qiao Wan's adoptive father, along the way.
Unfortunately, they couldn't find out anything before they reached Jiuyue Mountain, where the Great Hall of Light was located.
However, they encountered a sudden surge of dark energy halfway through. Cen Qingyou quickly restrained Qiao Wan and chanted Buddhist scriptures to calm her down for a whole day and night.
By morning, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou emerged with dark circles under their eyes, walking as if their feet barely touched the ground.
The inn's staff glanced at them and whispered to each other.
"Can you believe how many fake monks there are in the world these days? They don't even bother to hide it, so brazen."
"And we're still near Jiuyue Mountain. If they are really disciples of the Great Hall of Light, they would bring shame to their sect."
"If Venerable One Miaofa sees them..." The staff member smirked. "They might face immediate punishment."
As they approached the Great Hall of Light, more and more legends about Venerable One Miaofa circulated.
The young monk couldn't help but shiver, his usually calm and composed face now showing signs of unease.
Taking a demon back to the Great Hall of Light, to be honest, Cen Qingyou wasn't sure what to expect.
Despite his fearsome reputation, Master Cen Qingyou was actually kind-hearted and compassionate, and he must have a way to cure Xin Yi.
"Xin Yi," Cen Qingyou turned to Qiao Wan, glancing at the faint aura of darkness surrounding her. "Once the darkness in you subsides a bit, we'll go up the mountain."
These past few days, not only she and Cen Qingyou came to Jiuyue Mountain. There were also many Taoists and Confucian scholars wandering around at the foot of the mountain, of different shapes and sizes, both men and women.
Jiuyue Mountain became a mix of all types of people.
These Taoists and scholars had all come in March this year for the "Three Teachings Law Meeting" at the Great Hall of Light.
The "Three Teachings Law Meeting" was held once every ten years.
This year's Buddhist gathering is held at Jiuyue Mountain, in the Great Hall of Light. Along the way, we see Confucian scholars and Taoist priests.
With nothing else to do, Cen Qingyou decides to take Qiao Wan for a walk around Jiuyue Mountain.
Not far from the inn, there's a large tent set up with a tea stall to serve passing cultivators.
In front of the tea stall, there are people telling stories.
Instead of just "telling stories," it's more like a gathering of cultivators sharing tales, talking about prominent figures in the cultivation world.
Wow! A female demon has sneaked into Venerable One Miaofa's room in the middle of the night, and there are intense gasps coming from there!
Venerable One Miaofa confronts and subdues thirty-two female demons.
As these scandalous rumors circulate, there are peddlers carrying various gossip books, selling them back and forth.
Qiao Wan twitches at the corner of her eye as she listens, unable to resist the urge to continue.
In this place, the storyteller who practices Confucianism knows the people's gossip very well. It's a mix of freshness and a bit of explicitness, mixed with some Buddhist teachings. When they speak, they do so with enthusiasm and vivid descriptions, even Qiao Wan couldn't help but be captivated.
After introducing Venerable One Miaofa, the story took a twist and turned to the great battle between the cultivation world and the demon realm.
"Speaking of that great battle, we have to mention the war god of the demon realm, Su Buhuo , in the past."
"Su Buhuo, this sinful cultivator, is not just known as a war god because of his high cultivation level. What's most terrifying about him is that he's as cunning as a fox and as fierce as a tiger or wolf."
"Fortunately, he died early. If Su Buhuo hadn't died, he would have posed a serious threat to the entire cultivation world."
Just at this moment, Qiao Wan's mind suddenly buzzed again.
"Xin Yi ?" Cen Qingyou asked.
"I'm fine," Qiao Wan shook her head, tightly gripping the teacup in front of her and taking a sip of tea. Only then did the buzzing feeling in her head subside a bit.
Maybe because it's taboo, not many people in the cultivation world talk about what's going on in the demon realm.
Finally, someone was willing to talk, and Qiao Wan shook her head and continued listening.
Unexpectedly, halfway through the conversation, the other person stopped talking.
There was no choice but for Qiao Wan to call over the waiter at the teahouse.
"How long has this taoist friend been talking here?"
The waiter replied warmly, "I think it's been a year or two."
"Have you ever heard of Su Buhuo?"
The waiter adjusted his apron and stood straight, looking serious. "Why is this taoist friend asking about him?"
Qiao Wan explained, "We are both cultivators and I'm curious if this war god from the demon realm is as powerful as they say."
After thinking for a moment, Qiao Wan added, pulling Jia Yin over, "What about Demon Emperor Jia Yin? How does he compare?"
"Since you asked, I can't help but answer," the waiter smiled and pulled out a stack of notebooks from his sleeve, slamming them on the table.
"But this man Su Buhuo doesn't have much to say. Maybe the taoist friend can pick one to read first, there might be something interesting."
This is an opportunity to sell and make money.
Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou looked at the stack of colorful books together.
Qiao Wan randomly picked three books and Second Young Master from the Cen family politely handed out a level one spirit stone.
A level one spirit stone is equal to around fifty low-grade spirit stones.
The shopkeeper suddenly smiled happily.
"Actually, this man Su Buhuo doesn't have much to say. Even though he is a war god from the demon realm, he died early, and didn't seem to play any role in the big battle back then."
After pondering for a moment, Qiao Wan asked, "Have you heard of Mei Yuanbai?"
The shopkeeper wrinkled his brow and showed a thoughtful expression on his face, "I seem to have heard of him somewhere. Is he the brother of Mei Kangping?"
"It's said that Su Buhuo and Mei Kangping seem to have a good relationship."
It cost a level one spirit stone, but they still didn't find any useful information.
But in any case, they managed to buy three comic books.
Without hesitation, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou opened the comic book together.
Bright red letters "Wow" jumped out at them.
"A Passionate Night with Venerable One Miaofa."
It tells the story of Venerable One Miaofa's personal experience in converting a female demon to Buddhism in the Great Hall of Light, as narrated by the demon herself.
Qiao Wan: ...
Cen Qingyou: ...
With the first exciting book already in their hands, it seemed unnecessary to read the second and third books.
In front of Cen Qingyou, who was the direct disciple of the master, Qiao Wan struggled to find the words before finally saying, "Venerable One Miaofa is truly...popular..."
Cen Qingyou: ...
All sorts of comic books were widely circulated around Jiuyue Mountain. It seems that Venerable One Miaofa is even more compassionate than imagined...
Suddenly, a cry broke the noisy chatter of the teahouse.
"Isn't that Qiao Wan?"
In the next moment, at the tea stall, three or four large men wearing hooded caps suddenly drew their swords and slammed the table!
There was dark magical energy, an iron hammer, and a young monk by her side. A single glance with the Eye Technique confirmed that it was definitely Qiao Wan, without a doubt!
Qiao Wan widened her eyes and was startled!
Oh no!
These are... assassins who rely on the Killer List to make a living!
For a moment, the entire tea stall fell silent. In the next moment, the whole table, along with the tea, flew into the air.
Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat. She quickly stuffed her book into her chest and leaped into the air like a flying monkey, instantly escaping the tea stall alongside Cen Qingyou.
"They're running! Chase them!"
"Quick! Chase after them!"
"Chase, chase, chase! Don't let the woman and the man escape! That is Qiao-"
Before finishing the sentence, they abruptly changed direction and didn't say any more.
Come on, those are 8000 premium spirit stones! Can just anyone get a piece of that?
At the foot of Jiuyue Mountain.
Two figures strolled leisurely along the bustling market street.
"Sir, when are we going back?"
The servant, following closely behind the young man, cautiously glanced at the young man walking in front and didn't dare to disturb his good mood.
"No rush," the young man said with a casual smile. "Let's stroll a bit more. It's not our turn now anyway."
The young man had a handsome face, wearing a yellow shirt with embroidered blue lotus patterns on the cuffs. His peach blossom-shaped eyes glanced sideways, resembling Xiao Boyang to some extent.
Surprisingly, it was Xiao Boyu, whom they hadn't heard from since they parted ways in Youxian Town that night!
But in a blink of an eye, the bustling and noisy street was suddenly disrupted!
Not far away, there was a commotion of chaos and occasional angry shouts.
A young female cultivator exclaimed, "Wang Cai!"
A fiercely fierce black dog in her hand took the opportunity to break free from the leash and escape in the confusion.
Xiao Boyu paused and squinted his eyes, looking ahead.
Chasing after it?
This chase scene is not uncommon in the entire world of cultivation.
A mighty big sword swung down aggressively!
Qiao Wan tumbled down from the eaves and landed on the ground, covered in dust.
Just as she got up, a ferocious celestial dog rushed out and collided with her. Instinctively, Qiao Wan took two steps back. But when she blinked and looked again, the young monk had disappeared.
There were more than ten big men wearing hooded robes blocking her from every side.
It seemed that when they had just escaped, the crowd had separated her and Cen Qingyou .
These over ten hooded men were after the gleaming golden head on her neck, and they didn't pursue Cen Qingyou anymore. They all surrounded Qiao Wan .
"Running?" The leader wiped his shiny big knife and sneered, "Let's see where you can run."
With a glimpse, Qiao Wan noticed the bright red embroidery on the man's arm that said "kill."
These were members of the Jueqing Building.
There is a list called the Killer List, which naturally includes people who specialize in being assassins.
One of the organizations in the cultivation world that specializes in dealing with human heads is called Jueqing Building.
When Qiao Wan noticed her eyes at his arm, the big man holding a knife sneered, "Since you've figured out that we are from the Jueqing Building, I advise you to surrender obediently. Otherwise, our brothers might accidentally cut off your arm or leg with too much force."
There was a hint of evaluation in the man's eyes, "You will suffer when that happens. The spirit stones we earned might even get a discount."
"Young master?"
The young man suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The young servant accidentally bumped into him and immediately felt a numbness from his spine to his tailbone.
Surprisingly, the young man didn't show any signs of anger. His peach blossom eyes stared intensely at the group of desperados ahead.
Xiao Boyu narrowed his eyes and had a sudden change in expression when he saw the appearance of a girl surrounded by the crowd.
Qiao Wan!
This is Qiao Wan!
Just these two hammers! He can't forget about them even if he dies! Who else would use those two hammers besides her?
The scenes from Youxian Town back then flooded into his mind in an instant.
Xiao Boyu's face twisted and he instinctively took a step forward.
But just as he lifted his foot, he took it back.
No rush, first see clearly what the situation is on the other side.
This is... from Jueqing Building?
Walking on dark roads, you'll always run into ghosts.
A cold smirk appeared on Xiao Boyu's face as he calmly crossed his arms and coldly observed the girl who was surrounded by people from Jueqing Building.
No meeting without a feud, especially since he smashed 48,438 low-grade spirit stones on the Killer List.
Good.
He was worried that he wouldn't be able to seek revenge, but now she has fallen into his hands.
Oh Qiao Wan, what are you going to do now?
"How about it?" the big man with the knife asked with a fake smile. "Have you made up your mind?"
"If you haven't, us brothers will have to take action."
There were over ten people, with their strength mostly at the late Foundation Building stage and the Golden Core stage.
Under Jiuyue Mountain, the presence of evil energy cannot avoid being exposed. It will be difficult to handle the situation.
Qiao Wan's eyes quickly scanned around, and suddenly...
She bumped into Xiao Boyu, who was outside the crowd!
Xiao Boyu?
Qiao Wan was amazed to see a young man wearing a yellow shirt and a jade crown, who bore a striking resemblance to Xiao Boyang.
Cen Qingyou got separated in the crowd.
In front of her, there were more than ten people from the Jueqing Building, surrounding her.
And not far away, outside the circle, a young man stood with his arms crossed and cold eyes.
In the eyes of the Jueqing Building, she was like a moving spirit stone. Those who made a living by taking advantage of others would definitely not let go of such an opportunity.
She had disrupted the human trafficking business in Youxian Town, so Xiao Boyu would never let her go.
What should she do now?
Everyone present was waiting for an answer.
"Have you made up your mind?" A knife-wielding man grew impatient and revealed a sinister smile. "If you haven't, my brothers and I won't give you any more time."
The servant asked nervously, "Young master?"
"Quiet!" Xiao Boyu's eyes narrowed with anger.
The servant, startled by the visible hatred and hostility in the young man, wisely stayed silent.
On one side, various magical objects began to glow.
On the other side, Xiao Boyu focused on the commotion, and a bow appeared magically in his hand as he took an arrow from his quiver on his back.
He drew the bow and aimed.
The sharp arrow gleamed, pointing directly at Qiao Wan's heart.
What should she do now?
A sudden thought flashed in Qiao Wan's mind, and her gaze locked onto Xiao Boyu through the crowd.
Caught in this intense gaze, Xiao Boyu froze, feeling a sudden jolt in his heart and a sense of impending doom.
In the next second, his mind went blank.
The impending doom became a reality!
Qiao Wan's psychic power swiftly and accurately entered the young man's mind.
Xiao Boyu felt a dazed expression on his face as he involuntarily opened his mouth.
"Start speaking, clear your throat, with a loud voice."
"Stop, everyone stop!"
"All you brave men with hoods, listen to me!"
The young man's voice was loud and passionate, echoing clearly down the street. The people walking on the street stopped in their tracks, and even the hooded killers from the Jueqing Building turned their heads to look.
In an instant, everyone's gaze fell upon Xiao Boyu.
Not only were the people confused, but Xiao Boyu himself was also confused.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiao Boyu tightened his grip on the bow in his hand. His face was stiff, he took a deep breath, as if gathering strength. His lips involuntarily moved, and his voice boomed, "Lu Wan is..."
"Lu Wan..."
At the same time, it seemed like a calm and composed voice of a young girl came from his mind.
"Do you still remember the blood oath of Youxian Town? Take me out."
The blood oath of Youxian Town...
Xiao Boyu was extremely clever. With a flicker of thoughts, his eyes almost burst into anger!
No one is allowed to withdraw their divine senses from that day, no one is allowed to engage in the business of sacrificing humans, and...
Qiao Wan's true identity had to be kept a secret from others.
Anyone who broke this rule would suffer great consequences.
Damn!
Xiao Boyu stared intensely at Qiao Wan from a distance and immediately understood what she was thinking.
Qiao Wan looked back expressionless.
Threatening to self-destruct as a means of intimidation was a first in history, and yet he allowed himself to be threatened!
Caught off guard, this girl managed to trick him again!
Xiao Boyu turned green with anger and frustration.
His business was interrupted for no reason, and the leader of the hooded assassins did not seem friendly towards Xiao Boyu .
"Who are you, sir? Are you here to steal our deal?"
With everyone's attention on them, Xiao Boyu's face contorted in resistance, but his mental strength was no match for Qiao Wan's cultivation level.
No matter how hard Xiao Boyu struggled, he was ultimately overwhelmed by Qiao Wan in his own mind.
Xiao Boyu's eyes widened as he stared at the words "Qiao Wan" rolling on his lips. His mouth almost blurted out involuntarily -
Qiao Wan's voice echoed in his mind: Will you agree or not?
A thread of magic slowly swirled in his mind.
Under the threat to his life, the strong and courageous young master Xiao, clenched his teeth in anger. He met the gaze of the assassins from Jueqing Building, shook his sleeve, revealing the blue lotus pattern on the cuff.
Immediately, the faces of the assassins from Jueqing Building changed.
Xiao Family?!
Are these people from the Xiao Family?
Even the killing intent in their eyes dissipated a lot.
"Is taoist friend from the Xiao Family?"
The assassins exchanged glances and a man with a red hat stepped forward to negotiate.
"Little Red Hat" lowered his voice: "Since taoist friend is from the Xiao Family, he must know who this female cultivator is. We, from Jueqing Building, have our methods. We kindly ask taoist friend to step back, as accidents can happen with swords and knives, and we wouldn't want to harm taoist friend."
Xiao Boyu said, "I want this person."
"Little Red Riding Hood" was confused, "We don't understand what you mean by 'taoist friend.'"
Xiao Boyu clenched his teeth, "I mean, our Xiao family wants this person."
Little Red Riding Hood exchanged glances with her companions, concerned about the lotus pattern on the young man's sleeve. She asked politely, "Is this what the Xiao family wants?"
Xiao Boyu replied, "Who else besides the Xiao family wants her life so badly?"
"I happened to be following my teacher when I saw you chasing after her on the street," Xiao Boyu explained, pointing his finger. "Let me take care of this person for you. In addition to the spirit stone promised on the Killer List, I'll offer you an extra reward."
Could this be an opportunity for him to show off to his teacher?
"Little Red Riding Hood" narrowed her eyes, still wary of trusting him. She asked, "You keep saying you're from the Xiao family and want this person. Without any proof, how are we supposed to believe you, taoist friend?"
Qiao Wan remained calm as she looked back at them from a distance.
At the same time, the dark energy in his mind became even more intense.
Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth and turned around, saying, "Bring me the special stones!"
The servant was completely confused and exclaimed, "Young master?!"
Xiao Boyu glared and said, "Enough with the nonsense, bring them quickly!"
Is the spirit stone more important, or is the life of your young master more important?
After being scolded by Xiao Boyu and feeling a cold sweat, the servant dared not say anything else. Nervously, he took out a bag of spirit stones.
Suddenly, everything became quiet.
"These are four-level spirit stones in this bag. It should be enough as a deposit. Tomorrow, you can come to our family's Fàn Xīn Inn to pick up the rest," Xiao Boyu said with a ruthless gaze fixed on Qiao Wan, as if he wouldn't give up until he took a piece of her flesh. His eyes seemed more like those of a member of the Xiao family.
No one has trouble with money.
This young man, wearing the emblem of the Xiao family, was generous in his actions and had a sinister look in his eyes as he stared at Qiao Wan.
His identity as a member of the Xiao family seemed almost certain.
Originally, I revealed the Killer Order to get money from Xiao's family.
I'm not afraid of many things, but I'm afraid of unexpected events. Jueqing Building also doesn't want to easily offend Xiao's family.
The group of hoods from Jueqing Building glanced at each other, and it was "Little Red Riding Hood" who spoke up: "Since that's the case, let's trust our taoist friend for now. But there's still one thing, without any evidence, how can we prove it when we go to the inn to collect the other half of the reward?"
Xiao Boyu raised an eyebrow, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth with a sinister tone: "What? You don't trust our Xiao family? Do you think our Xiao family will default on payments?"
The hooded man was very polite: "Taoist friend misunderstood us. We don't mean that. It's just business, and we always need some guarantee."
Qiao Wan said coldly: "I'll vouch for them."
Xiao Boyu was furious, his face pale. But he had no way of dealing with this fierce and overbearing aura, so he took out a jade pendant from his pocket and threw it away.
"Can this Xiao family's jade pendant be a guarantee?"
Qiao Wan held the jade pendant in her hand. One of the men with a hood on uncovered his hood and rubbed his eyelids before nodding to the others.
"Using the technique of pupil, I have confirmed that the Xiao family pattern on the jade pendant is indeed genuine. Only descendants of the Xiao family would possess such a pendant," said Qiao Wan.
Xiao Boyu clenched his teeth and asked, "What do you really want?"
Qiao Wan replied, "It's simple. I kindly ask the taoist friend to lend a hand."
Xiao Boyu reluctantly extended his hand with a frown.
A small black insect buzzed out from under the hood and landed in the young man's palm. It wiggled its backside and then disappeared.
"This is our Jueqing Building's tracking insect. It can trace a person from thousands of miles away," explained Qiao Wan.
Xiao Boyu's face grew even darker as he asked, "Are you satisfied now?"
"Little Red Riding Hood" immediately put on a friendly smile and politely bowed, saying, "Of course, we are now at ease. I apologize for the offense, taoist friend. But you know, when traveling on the path, one must always stay on guard."
"Tomorrow, when we get the spirit stone, we will immediately remove this bug without any delay."
Immediately, they put away the jade pendant and the spirit stone, and waved their hand saying, "Let's go!"
On the surface, it appeared that Xiao Boyu was restraining Qiao Wan, but in reality, Qiao Wan had tied up Xiao Boyu and they continued forward together.
The young man's face turned red with anger and he lost his composure, saying, "I have done everything you asked, when will you finally let me go?"
Qiao Wan looked straight ahead without turning her gaze, saying, "It's the Great Hall of Light."
Now that Xiao Boyu had been released, he would surely turn violent. They needed to reach the Great Hall of Light to be truly safe. The Great Hall of Light was guarded by warrior monks, and Qiao Wan didn't believe that Xiao Boyu would dare to kill anyone in such a sacred Buddhist place.
They continued on the journey and climbed Jiuyue Mountain until they reached the mountain gate of the Great Hall of Light.
The Great Hall of Light was built on the slopes of the mountain, with a grand and noble presence. It had a close connection with the Great Compassion Cliff, and every day, many believers would climb Jiuyue Mountain to worship and pay their respects.
There was a constant flow of people in front of the mountain gate, and the temple was filled with the fragrance of incense.
Qiao Wan and Xiao Boyu were not the most special among the others they saw along the way.
As soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, two welcoming monks surrounded them.
Xiao Boyu's face turned pale, but he managed to force a gentle smile and said, "No need to bother, just taking a casual stroll."
Qiao Wan quickly glanced at the Great Hall of Light and said, "Let's keep going forward."
The further they went, the safer it became.
They walked all the way to a row of meditation rooms in front of the Great Hall of Light. Qiao Wan stopped and asked Xiao Boyu to turn around and go back towards the mountain gate.
One, two, three, four, five.
She watched helplessly as Xiao Boyu walked more than forty meters away. Her senses were starting to weaken, and the dark energy began to take over.
Qiao Wan immediately released her senses.
Just as she did, the young man suddenly turned around and drew his bow!
Xiao Boyu shouted, "Die!"
Qiao Wan reacted quickly, using her footwork to dodge the silver arrow that was flying towards her. She swiftly entered one of the meditation rooms!
The arrow missed its target.
Xiao Boyu cursed, "Damn it!"
Within an instant, several protective warrior monks surrounded them.
"The Great Hall of Light, who is causing such a commotion here?!"
Looking at the empty field and the approaching temple guards, Xiao Boyu put away his arrow and clenched his teeth: "You dare to hide in the meditation room, just wait for me."
She hid in the meditation room, knowing well that he couldn't shoot his arrow in front of the guards of the Great Hall of Light.
Quickly observing the flat ground in front of him, Xiao Boyu's face turned dark.
This distance of twelve zhang is probably as far as his spiritual perception can reach.
I'll remember this today, don't let me catch you next time.
Without knowing which meditation room it was, Qiao Wan randomly chose one with an open window and dived in, rolling on the ground. A faint scent of incense rushed into her nostrils.
She raised her eyes and saw
a clean and bright meditation room.
It was spacious enough, yet eerily quiet, with minimal furniture and decorations.
In the center of the room, there was a meditation cushion leaning against the wall, and behind the wall, a large character was written vigorously.
"断" (meaning "sever")
The tip of the pen was sharp and gave off a hint of coldness.
Just then, there was a conversation coming from outside the meditation room.
"Does Venerable One need to change clothes?"
Qiao Wan was startled and instinctively hid behind a plain screen.
The door creaked open, and two people walked into the meditation room together.
As soon as they stepped into the room, one of them abruptly stopped.
"Hmm? Dark energy!"
A man's voice, as clear and powerful as an ancient temple bell, instantly enveloped the room!
Qiao Wan widened her eyes, a sudden jolt in her heart.
This uplifting and awakening voice, why does it sound so familiar?
The approaching footsteps crescendoed, and the voice shouted loudly: "Dark energy! Who is here?"
In the next second, Qiao Wan felt a flash of golden light before her eyes.
The screen in front of her was pulled aside by the light of Buddha, bursting into pieces.
Amidst the swirling fabric, Qiao Wan slowly lifted her head, feeling a bit stiff.
What greeted her eyes was a Buddhist monk.
His voice was noble and commanding.
Her hair, the color of sapphire, flowed gracefully. She wore a robe with deep blue sleeves, adorned with a thousand and eighty round beads.
And there was something dignified about her appearance.
Her eyes and eyebrows were sharp and beautiful, shining like a thin blade reflecting the light of the setting sun, revealing a captivating charm.
Without any hesitation, a powerful force emitted from Venerable One Miaofa and directed towards Qiao Wan.
Thinking fast, Qiao Wan instinctively rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding the golden light.
"Crack!"
A book fell out from her robe pocket.
In bright red letters, it read:
"A Passionate Night with Venerable One Miaofa"
The intense and forceful attack from Venerable One Miaofa suddenly halted, as his unwavering and commanding gaze fell upon the book, and then onto Qiao Wan's face.
Under the overwhelming and intimidating gaze of Venerable One Miaofa,
Qiao Wan: ....
