"There are fifteen spiritual beads at Shenyue Qianhe. In total, Hua Xi has obtained thirty-eight spiritual beads. How many does the monk at Fanyin Temple have?" Jia Ruo asked.
"Your Majesty, thirty-two."
"My disciple, you are indeed not ashamed." Jiaruo's eyebrows were full of joy, and he glanced at Master Lingyun's twisted face, "Lingyun, old nun, if you have anything else to say, please say it."
"Humph!" Master Lingyun snorted coldly, flicked the fly whisk, and her body turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the hall.
Jia Ruo held up his chin and waved his hand casually: "There are four teams left. Let's continue to observe and see who can have the last laugh."
Although Shenyue Zi didn't dare, she still maintained her grace and sat down, staring hard at Hua Xi's face in the barrier with her beautiful eyes.
You stinky girl, how dare you spoil the good deeds of this Palace Master!
This year, the emperor was kind enough to allow them to enter the Sword Tomb. They were fully prepared in the Joy Palace, but they didn't expect that it would be destroyed by a little girl!
Just wait, Huanxi Palace won’t just give in!
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Amidst the slow and steady chanting, Hua Xi gradually calmed down and lay quietly in Long Ganyue's arms with her eyes half closed.
The severe headache just now almost made her head explode.
Fortunately, there was the sound of Wujiang's chanting, otherwise, she might have cut off her own head.
I didn't expect that Shenyue Qianzuru was so powerful. She almost got backlashed by using the puppet talisman.
With her current strength, she might not be her opponent in a normal battle with Shenyue Chizuru.
"The techniques you practice are very strange."
Seeing that she was calm, Wujiang slowly stopped chanting sutras and looked at him with pure eyes.
"This technique should protect you in the end." Wujiang said.
"That's right." Hua Xi responded lazily.
"This technique is very weird. I advise you not to continue practicing it," Wujiang said kindly.
Hua Xi opened her eyes and looked at him with a half-smile: "Little monk, you saved me, I'm very grateful, but don't think you can interfere with my affairs."
"Xiao Monk didn't mean that, he just gave me a kind warning." Wujiang said calmly.
Hua Xi couldn't help but laugh, imitated him and clasped his hands together, and said solemnly: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching."
After he finished speaking, he laughed twice, but Wujiang didn't say much. All the admonitions were enough to stop him. He wouldn't say more.
Hua Xi took out the spiritual beads he got from Shenyue Qianhe and said to Wujiang: "You helped me, and you will get half of these spiritual beads."
"The little monk accepts the benefactor's kindness. My spirit beads are enough." Wujiang refused without looking at the spirit beads.
"Seriously?" Hua Xi raised her eyebrows. Is there really such a person who has no desires or desires?
"No." He stood up, "It's time for me to leave. See you later."
Hua Xi raised her eyes and looked at him: "Little monk, next time we meet, maybe we will draw swords and meet each other. When the time comes, I will not miss your kindness and show mercy."
"Training is training." Wujiang said, and added seriously: "The little monk's name is Wujiang."
She always calls him little monk, which is really weird.
"Whenever you don't call me donor, but call me by my name, I will also call you by your name." Hua Xi waved to him, "Little monk, see you later!"
Wujiang had no choice but to sigh, turn around and leave.
The snow-white cassock flashed in the night and disappeared.
