He stroked his beard and looked at them, saying, "First be polite and then soldiers. If they are willing to return the child, they will avoid a fierce battle. If they refuse, then they will have nothing to say to come to the door to grab people."

The few people discussed in the hall for a while before Mr. Song asked them to go back and rest first, waiting for news from the city lord.

However, after nightfall, the city lord sent someone over and conveyed the news that the people from the Ke family refused to return the child, saying that they were descendants of their Ke family and wanted him to recognize his ancestors.

After receiving the news, that night, the old man of the Song family mobilized the people and prepared to leave early tomorrow morning to ask for people from the Ke family.

And in the secret holy land of Wanfo Temple.

Tang Ning and Mo Ye followed the old monk to the exhausted spiritual vein, gathered the main source of the spiritual vein obtained from the Zeng family and placed the exhausted spiritual vein here, and at the same time, according to what the old monk said, activate the Buddha's light and holy power in their body.

As the Buddha's light holy power was injected, the main source of the spiritual vein was like the heart that was supplying blood, and a stream of spiritual power was overflowing along the spiritual vein and heading to the ground.

The golden light containing the Buddha's holy power in the breath of spiritual power spread out in an instant, and when they saw that the place where they stood at their feet was as the breath of spiritual power overflowed, the damaged spiritual veins were gradually repaired by the Buddha's holy power in the power of the main source.

The old monk beside him looked at the scene excitedly. The breath of spiritual veins surged under the ground. When it spread out, he seemed to feel that the entire secret holy land was changing quietly.

"Take it slowly, don't be anxious, don't be anxious." The old monk said, looking nervously from the side.

Mo Ye next to him saw Tang Ning focusing on repairing the spiritual veins. As the Buddha's light holy power surged out, sweat oozed out of her forehead. As time passed, the spiritual veins were gradually repaired, and she looked more and more difficult.

Seeing this, a breath of spiritual power condensed in his palm, pressed his palm against her back, and continuously conveyed spiritual power to her.

With his help, Tang Ning's original feeling of difficulty gradually disappeared. She turned her head slightly, glanced at Mo Ye, and then focused on repairing the spiritual veins and opening up the underground joints.

Seeing this, the old monk also turned his palm gently, and a stream of Buddha light and holy power surged from his palm and pressed against Tang Ning's back.

The exhausted spiritual veins in the secret holy land seemed to be injected into a source of water, quickly moistening the entire underground, absorbed from the underground by trees, and then slowly radiated between the air.

The spiritual power in the air gradually recovered and gradually spread outward, dispersing everywhere in Wanfo Temple.

At night, Wanfo Temple was filled with tranquility. The spiritual veins in the temple had already dried up. Everyone knew that there had been no spiritual power surge for many years. However, on that night, the hosts and masters in the temple sensed the pure spiritual power breath at the first time.

"This...this is spiritual energy!"

The host, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of shock, and then he seemed to think of something, and endless surprises surged in his heart.

"Master Tang! It must be him who repaired the damaged spiritual vein!"
Chapter completed!