The old monk spoke with a smile and seemed to be approaching quickly.

Jiang Dali's spiritual consciousness flashed, and a picture appeared in his mind. In the picture, an old monk appeared outside the military camp and walked into the military camp slowly and leisurely.

A group of soldiers were about to shout and intercept, but the old monk clasped his hands together and blew out a breath.

With this breath, his clothes swelled, and his terrifying vitality suddenly exploded. In an instant, a whirlwind was formed, blowing up flying sand and rocks, making many soldiers unable to stand at all, staggering around and sitting on their butts.

On the ground, we could only let the old monk drive straight in and arrive outside the main tent.

"Hehehe... Monk, if you want to ask for a drink, you don't have to be so forceful. The leader of this village can offer you a drink now!"

Jiang Dali smiled lightly and suddenly grasped it with his fingers.

Immediately, the wine glass filled with wine flew up from the table. As he slapped his palm out from the air, the Nine Spins of Niyi gathered and exploded. The glass was filled with these nine powers, spun at high speed, and flew out with a whoosh.

"Okay! The old monk is disrespectful!"

Almost at the moment when the wine glass flew away, the curtain suddenly lifted up, revealing an old monk with a smile on his face and a fleshy body that looked like Maitreya Buddha.

Such a strange scene made people feel the artistic beauty like flowing clouds and flowing water. The speed of Jiang Dali throwing the wine glass was almost exactly the same as the speed of lifting the curtain.

When everyone looked around, they saw the curtain lifted up, as if an old monk had been lifted out, and the wine glass seemed to be delivered into the old monk's hands at the right time...

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Chapter completed!