This voice sounded frivolously in his ears. When a tall monk next to Wujiang saw it, he immediately frowned and snorted.
“Please the female donor please respect yourself!”
Wujiang raised his head, but smiled slightly, his face was calm, without any waves.
"Master once mentioned the Master of Palace of Joy, saying he was a rare master on the mainland. I am so polite, little monk."
Shen Yue Zi glanced at him. Her beautiful face was only thirty years old at most, but she said that she was friends with Master Du'e, which was surprising.
Master Du'e is over 300 years old this year, and the Master of Huanxi Palace is probably not too young either.
She was so young and beautiful, probably because she practiced illusion, so Wujiang was not too surprised.
Shenyue Zi laughed and couldn't help but look at Wujiang twice. Although the smile on his face did not change, he was secretly surprised in his heart.
He is worthy of being a disciple taught by that old man Du'e. Not only does his strength reach the sixth level, he even has such a tough mind.
The seduction technique she had practiced for nearly a hundred years had no effect on him at all. You must know that even the leaders of those sects were almost swayed by her seduction technique just now.
As expected, he is a Buddhist disciple with excellent intelligence. No wonder he can be accepted as a closed disciple by the picky and strict Du E.
"You are so young, and I have entrusted you with the important task of surviving the disaster. Newcomer training is not a game. Can you take the responsibility?" Moon God Zi looked at him sideways and said.
Wujiang clasped his hands together and said unhurriedly: "The young monk is a junior, please give me more advice from the palace master."
"The little monk is very good at talking." Shenyue Zi chuckled and walked down the steps, holding on to her skirt.
Wujiang bowed slightly to see him off, always calm and calm.
"Master, those monks are pedantic and stubborn. Even if they are powerful, they are boring. What is there to say to them?" Shenyue Qianhe, who was following Shenyue Zi, curled her lips and said.
"Qianhe, that guy named Wujiang is very powerful. If you encounter him during the training tomorrow, you'd better walk around him." Shenyue Zi smiled and asked.
"I know." Shenyue Qianhe lazily agreed, "I heard that the stunning Seventh Prince of Fengxi Kingdom has also been selected and will participate in the training this time. I really hope to see him soon."
"The seventh prince is very weak, but his beauty is amazing. You can use him to practice the Joy Technique. It will definitely be of great help to you."
"Yes, such a stunning beauty, I really can't wait to see him and then get her, hahaha..."
Hearing the laughter of the two masters and disciples as they left, the disciples at Fanyin Temple all had unhappy looks on their faces.
There is a huge difference between the frivolity of Huanxi Palace and the solemnity and stability of Fanyin Temple.
"Senior brother, this Palace of Joy is both good and evil, do you want to draw a clear line between us and them?" the tall monk asked, showing great respect to this powerful senior brother.
"Junior Brother Wu Xin, the origin of Huanxi Palace has nothing to do with us. We only need to successfully complete the new training. As for justice or evil, what does it matter? If you have a Buddha in your heart, you will not go to hell."
Wujiang's words made all the young monks stand in awe and show admiration.
As expected, senior brother is the one with the most wisdom and the most connected with the Buddha.
The monks of Fanyin Temple lived in guest houses arranged by Xuanyun Sect. This year, newcomers from all major forces gathered at Xuanyun Sect. Xuanyun Sect specially opened a dormitory on the west side and lived next to the disciples in the sect.
