Monk Yuande opened his eyes, looked around, sighed and stood up, tithing around him.

The monks of Damiaolian Temple united.

Monk Yuande looked at the corpses around him with compassion, shook his head and sighed: "Brothers and fellow apprentices, the dead are the most important. Recite sutras to save them from entering the reincarnation. Dust will return to dust, and dust will return to dust."

"Yes." The monks agreed.

Monk Yuande tithes as a gesture of thanks, then turns around and walks out.

A middle-aged monk hurriedly came over and whispered: "Junior brother, come back with us."

Yuande's current injury is extremely serious. If a master from the Jinghui Sect sneaks up on him at this time, he may be in trouble.

It would be better for them to defend themselves and return.

Monk Yuande smiled: "Brother Yuanjue, it's fine with me."

"...Junior brother, you have to be careful."

"yes."

Monk Yuande agreed and walked away.

He swept along the bamboo tops to the bottom of the mountain, with the bright yellow monk's robe fluttering. Suddenly he turned his head, then with a smile on his face, he turned right and entered another bamboo forest.

Fakong was standing in an open space with his hands behind his hands, surrounded by lush green bamboos.

As soon as Monk Yuande appeared, Fa Kong formed a seal with his hands and cast the rejuvenation spell.

A warm breath suddenly circulated in the internal organs, and then the internal organs began to hurt and the whole body became numb and itchy.

His face changed slightly and he sat cross-legged on the ground.

Fakong looked at him with a smile, his eyes already watching to see the changes in his internal organs and whether the rejuvenation spell was working.

If the rejuvenation spell doesn't work, then we have to wait for Monk Yuande to recover on his own. The roar of the dragon and lion is so powerful that he is seriously injured.

Fakong shook his head.

If he were not afraid of falling unconscious in front of the monks, Monk Yuande would not take the risk and return to Xiaomiaolian Temple alone.

It seems that Yuande still cares about face, and must maintain dignity and strength to prepare for becoming a national master in the future.

A quarter of an hour later, Monk Yuande opened his eyes. The light flickered for a moment and then slowly subsided, returning to warmth and clarity without any sharpness.

He stood up and titheed to Fa Kong.

Fakong waved his hand: "Stop talking about these false etiquettes between us. It's too polite and alienating."

"Okay." Monk Yuande nodded.
Chapter completed!