Yue Yuan was shocked. Yue Yuan exclaimed that Monk Kong was indeed a monk who had practiced closed-mouth meditation and had thoroughly developed his own spiritual sense. He would be able to react to the eyes of others.

When Monk Lukong looked towards him, Yue Yuan's hand had already touched the top of his head, and pinched the little eagle that had been staying on it. The little eagle who had fallen asleep suddenly suddenly

He woke up with a start and let out a chirping sound.

"..."

With his ears trembling slightly, Monk Kongkong slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked directly towards the door of Jing Nian Zen Monastery, followed by the four Vajras following closely.

Liao Kong turned around and left for the entrance of the temple, which made Yue Yuan frown.

Immediately, his expression straightened. He had obviously thought of something.

If you have time to leave the customs, then...

He looked toward the door of Jing Nian Zen Monastery, looking across the dark night, across the roof, and towards the door with the faint light of the fire.

Wearing a blue monk's robe.

An extraordinary and refined look.

A black long sword.

Surprisingly, it was Shi Feixuan, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, who came to Jing Nian Temple.

Seemingly sensing something, under the Buddha statue and in front of the monastery, Master Feixuan nodded slightly and looked at the night sky that was also full of stars, where a silver moon hung above it.

There.

The moon is missing a corner.

Still far from a circle.
Chapter completed!