Chapter 2, Heavenly Strategy

Luo Yushen was well aware that not only was Mo Shuo's cultivation superior to his own, but even the other demons in the palace, if they were to join forces, would be more than he could handle. Therefore, he chose to conceal himself in a towering pine tree outside the side hall, cautiously extending his spiritual awareness to probe inside.

Master Ma instructed: "Brother Lü, please search around the meditation room once more, and ensure that there is not the slightest oversight."

The room fell into silence for a moment

He hung the empty wine jug on a branch, and the middle-aged monk entered the hall holding a rectangular black wooden box. He bowed before the main table and said, "I report to the abbot that the salvia has been obtained."

Ma Fengbing coldly laughed and said: "Do you think only the Taurus constellation is searching for that thousand-year-old fox spirit? The matter of tracking down the fox spirit's whereabouts should be addressed sooner rather than later. Hehe, if someone else gets the upper hand, even if the master had ten heads, it would not be enough to compensate for the loss"

He shook his head and said: "I have come to Wuling on a crucial mission entrusted to me by the palace master, and I cannot afford to indulge in leisure. If it were not for the sake of the master and all of you friends, I would have no intention of partaking in this welcome banquet."

The monk Wu Jie secretly lamented, feeling furious in his heart: "Which scoundrel is trying to curry favor with the old demon Ma, leaking this matter? Hmph, if I find out who did this, I will not rest until I have drained his blood!"

The monk Wujie shook his head, directing his gaze towards the opposite side at Lü Yan, who furrowed his brows in silence for a long while, clearly at a loss as well

Ma Fengbing lowered his voice even more mysteriously and said: "About half a month ago, a traitorous disciple emerged from the Fire Palace. This person turned out to be an undercover agent that the Zhengyi Sect had placed in the Fire Palace for many years.

A pot of wine was quickly consumed, which instead ignited Luo Yu's greater craving for alcohol, making him wish he could sneak into the kitchen's wine cellar for a hearty drink. However, attending to important matters took precedence; these fine wines must be reserved for future enjoyment

A multitude of colorful figures, with over a hundred strange individuals seated around, their faces flushed and ears red, shouting and bickering, each displaying a variety of grotesque postures.

The green-haired elder exclaimed: "So this is the extraordinary nature of the Cloud Seal and Heavenly Strategy, which I have truly never heard of before. But how is this matter related to the Demon Fox that the Protector Ma is pursuing?"

Hate that the monk does not understand the way: "Mahu Fa, what is Yun Zhuan Tian Ce? Is it a book?"

Then the ascetic sitting beside Lü Yan said: "Master Ma, forgive me for being talkative. Everyone present is our own brother; what matters cannot be discussed at the banquet? Why must we be so meticulous and cautious?"

He gritted his teeth inwardly, yet respectfully replied, "Thanks to the blessings of the Dharma Protector Tuo Ma, this humble monk has indeed obtained a plant of the thousand-year-old Danshen today. I originally intended to find an opportunity to inform Third Master after the banquet, but it seems you have already learned of it."

At the moment when Ma Fengbing felt disappointed, the old man with green hair suddenly spoke: "Ma Hufa, my brother has a clue that may lead us to find that demon fox."

She never interacts with outsiders, nor does she step out of the valley, which is why few people know her

Ma Fengbing tucked the black box from the table into his sleeve; the nearly three-foot-long box vanished as if by magic within his sleeve, leaving no trace on the outside.

In the palace, the wine has circulated three rounds, and the dishes have presented five flavors, yet the voices of the people remain boisterous, with cups and dishes intermingling

In the righteous sects, those who are aware of this treasure all seek ways to attempt to steal the Heavenly Strategy. This time, the Zhengyi Sect has finally succeeded.

It is said that one may plant flowers with great care, yet they do not bloom, while one may inadvertently insert willows, and they will flourish. Luo Yu is currently troubled by the search for the traces of the thousand-year-old demon fox, but Ma Fengbing has unexpectedly emerged to pave the way and build a bridge.

Ma Fengbing nodded and said: "Everyone's kindness, I will certainly report to the palace master in the future. Master Wu Jie, do you or any of the friends present know that there is a thousand-year-old demon fox in the Wuling Mountain Range, who calls herself 'Fairy Li' and is skilled in transformation?"

Ma Fengbing inquired: "Brother Lü, what is the cultivation level of the Jade Tea Fairy?"

The Taurus constellation ranks among them, with experts abounding and a magical atmosphere burning fiercely, causing even the righteous sects to take notice.

Ma Fengbing gazed with a peculiar eye, stroking his beard while observing the book, and remarked: "Indeed, it is a rare treasure seldom seen in the world; even I, in my lifetime, have rarely encountered such a thing"

He endured patiently and remained silent, observing as the servant monks continuously passed by with fine wines and delicacies, the aroma of wine and meat wafting through the night breeze.

Ma Fengbing smiled without answering, and then turned to the others, saying: "Master Wujie, could you take out that ginseng so that I may have a look?"

The slightly ajar wooden door opened and closed, as Master Wu Jie led Ma Fengbing and others in one after another

As for the power of the talisman, it is not significantly related to the practitioner's own cultivation level, but rather depends largely on the level of the talisman itself

Having said that, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily at the middle-aged monk: "What are you still dawdling for? Quickly put down the salvia!"

The group of demons was half in doubt, and some even speculated: "This old fellow must be trying to make us exert ourselves to the utmost, deliberately creating a mystery and blowing this matter out of proportion. Hmph, what significant events could possibly occur in the Wuling Mountain Range that would affect the fate of both the righteous and demonic paths for a thousand years? I have never heard of such a thing."

Everyone, reeking of alcohol, took their seats on the mat. Ma Fengbing still unreservedly occupied the top position, his gaze piercing as he scanned the Zen room and inquired: "Master Wujie, what is the place next door, and is it safe?"

Upon reaching the side hall, one could see four monks guarding the entrance, each puffing out their chests and pretending to be imposing.

In fact, I, an old man, do not fully understand the Cloud Seal Heavenly Strategy. This time, under the command of the Golden Palace Master, I have only just begun to grasp a fragment of it.

Within the palace, the multitude of demons clamored and reveled in their intoxication, allowing Luo Yu to come and go freely beneath their very noses, turning the situation upside down at will

The faint smoke in the meditation room has nearly dissipated, and Luo Yukuai's tall figure has completely vanished, yet it was he who, in a moment of urgency, summoned a "Wind Concealment Talisman".

The people in the room exchanged glances, filled with curiosity, and swore an oath to never reveal anything.

If Luo Yuru were to follow closely behind the monk, it might be easy to reclaim the red sage. However, this would inevitably alarm the group of demons in the side hall, making it difficult to seek revenge on Wujie and the others

The monk Wujie rubbed his smooth forehead and wondered, "What trouble has this fox spirit caused to stir up such a great uproar? We have been residing in the Wuling Mountain Range all year round, yet we haven't heard a whisper of it."

Hate the monk as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, inexplicably feeling as if his buttocks were being scorched by fire, yet under the intimidating gaze of the demon, he could only suppress his emotions and force himself to sit still.

The monk Wu Jie said: "Thank you, Protector Ma, for your concern. This matter has been handled very discreetly by this humble monk, and I have completely eliminated all those old Taoists without leaving a single one behind. It should not be known to outsiders."

If it were not for the fact that the Wind Concealment Talisman, once activated, could only remain fixed in place, Luo Yu would have even wanted to move closer to see if there would be an opportunity to steal the Danshen back from Ma Fengbing later.

In the past century, the decline of the righteous and the rise of the demonic have been evident. Since the Demon Saint Nie Tian, the "Five Elements Demon Palace" has gained remarkable prominence, standing as a leader in the demonic path, with an unparalleled arrogance during its time

Ma Fengbing glanced at the salvia placed on the table before him, chuckled, and said: "Thank you, Master Wujie and all my friends, for your warm hospitality. I shall graciously accept this gift."

The monk Wu Jie said: "Master Ma, please rest assured. I have instructed my trusted disciples to set up a watch post outside the meditation hall, and not even the neighboring rooms have been overlooked. I guarantee that not a single fly will be able to enter."

The monk Wujie, both cherishing and reluctant, turned over in his mind, cursing the eighteen generations of ancestors of Ma Fengbing thoroughly. He raised his wine cup and stood up, saying: "Dear friends, let us together toast three cups to the Dharma protector Ma, to welcome him and wash away the dust."

He gave a knowing glance to Master Wujie and said with a smile: "Master Wujie, just now in private, weren't you discussing with me about offering this ten-thousand-year ginseng as a token of respect to the venerable Mahu Fa? In my humble opinion, we need not wait until after the banquet; how about we invite Mahu Fa to graciously accept it now?"

Ma Fengbing retracted his smile, and his cold gaze swept over the faces of the crowd. He said coldly: "Do not blame me for not warning you in advance; the treasures of the Heavenly Strategy are not something you can afford. Whoever harbors evil intentions and attempts to interfere with the important matters of our palace, I will ensure that he regrets ever coming into this world"

Luo Yuxin thought: "What a coincidence, it turns out that the one that Old Demon Ma is looking for is also her! Could it be that this fox spirit has also provoked someone from the Golden Bull Palace, prompting Old Demon Ma to travel thousands of miles to pursue her? But what does this fox spirit have to do with Tianji?"

At present, Master Wu Jie responded: "What Brother Lü said is indeed correct. If Master Ma finds it to his liking, please graciously accept this Salvia miltiorrhiza, which is a small token of our brotherly affection for you."

Luo Yucun said: "The old demon Ma has traveled a long distance to seek the Mist Spirit Fruit, which is no ordinary matter. It is hard to say whether this is some clandestine scheme orchestrated by the Golden Bull Palace. At present, the gathering of demons has not dispersed, and it is not convenient for me to take action. I might as well listen to this so-called great matter of heavenly secrets and see what it truly is."

Whoever can unite the Cloud Seal and the Heavenly Strategy will be able to comprehend the greatest mystery of this world, and at that time, they will be able to reverse the universe, with divine powers over the three realms being well within reach

The monk, with disheveled hair, said: "I believe that your actions must have profound significance. I am curious about the true purpose of your visit to Mist Spirit. If there is any way I can assist you, please do not hesitate to instruct me, and do not hold back."

Lü Yan replied: "Her magical abilities are unknown, but it is said that she has a group of troublesome flower fairies and tree spirits under her command, which deters most from seeking trouble with her. However, if the protective law enforcer is willing to take action personally, it would naturally be an easy task."

At this moment, another monk scratched his head and foolishly asked, "What kind of place is the Golden Bull Palace? Can it be more formidable than our Qinglian Temple? Why is the abbot so anxious, personally coming to the mountain gate to greet them, and even smiling broadly while saying all kinds of flattering words to that old man in the lead?"

Ma Fengbing let out a cold laugh and said, "It is not to frighten you all; the matter I have come to discuss involves the celestial fate of both the righteous and demonic paths over a millennium, and it is indeed of great significance. If even a hint of this heavenly secret were to be inadvertently leaked, I fear that none of us present, including myself, would be able to bear the consequences"

He listened intently and saw Master Wu Jie pondering for a moment before saying: "I have indeed heard of this Li Xianzi, but we have always kept to our own paths, and in a hundred years, we have never crossed paths."

Ma Fengbing inquired: "Master Wujie, do you know the location of the cave of this demon fox?"

In the center, six individuals were seated, and there was the old demon Ma Fengbing, who arrogantly occupied the main seat, rolling his strange eyes and displaying an indifferent demeanor as he received the toasts and flattery from the group of demons

He hardly exerted much effort and, as if entering a realm devoid of people, quietly made his way to the side hall where guests were entertained without any restraint

The green-haired demon raised his head, his mouth smeared with grease, and asked indistinctly: "We brothers have done this matter, what do you think we should do according to the Guardian's view?"

Beside him was an old man with green hair, silently engrossed in his eating, as if he had no interest in anything else.

Luo Yu secretly laughed to himself: "It is ridiculous that the old demon Ma is being so cautious, yet he is pretending to be blind. Your family’s Lord Luo San is currently standing to the side, waiting for you to reveal the secrets of heaven."

The green-haired elder said: "I have heard of the name of Lady Li in my younger years. However, her whereabouts are elusive, and she has taken on countless forms, never revealing the location of her cave. Yet, this fox spirit has a close friend, and their bond is profound. By seeking her out, we will surely be able to inquire about the whereabouts of the fox spirit."

Ma Fengbing pondered, "The Jade Tea Fairy? Who might she be? I seem to have never heard anyone mention her before"

Ma Fengbing had consumed quite a bit of wine, yet still maintained a semblance of clarity. He pushed aside the wine cup and stood up, saying: "Master Wu Jie, we have had enough to drink; it is time to find a quiet place to discuss serious matters."

He quietly rose to his feet, stealthily making his way to a secluded corner of the wall he had previously identified, and swiftly flew into Qinglian Temple, his speed as quick as lightning. Even if someone were to see him, they would merely think it was a bird passing by in the night

Hmph, I must think of a way to steal this item back later, making the old demon rejoice for nothing

Thus, this young man found an opportunity to guard and steal, taking advantage of the time when the Red Flame Sect was closed for cultivation, and secretly stole the treasure of the Flame Palace, the 'Cloud Pattern Heavenly Strategy', intending to use this treasure to seek merit from his master.

Although one or two talismans may not necessarily turn the tide in actual combat, achieving success with a single arrow, they are indeed quite versatile for purposes such as invisibility, fire control, water manipulation, exorcism, and sealing.

The burly man next to him, resembling a gorilla, said in a deep voice: "Indeed, serving the Taurus Palace is a source of pride for us brothers. If the Dharma Protector has any matters to discuss, please feel free to speak up"

The Qinglian Temple dominates the Wuling Mountain Range, acting with impunity. Tonight, once again, a multitude of demons has gathered, returning in great triumph. Little did they expect that a calamity would follow closely behind, causing them to let down their guard. Although several monks were assigned to keep watch during the night, it was merely for show and did not pose any threat to Luo Yu.

He stopped and saw that the group of demons were all stretching their necks and listening intently. A sense of pride surged within him, and he continued to speak: "According to the instructions of the esteemed palace master, the Yunzhuan Tiance originally had six copies. One copy was lost many years ago and its whereabouts are unknown, while the other five copies are respectively kept by Qionghai, Liehuo, Qingmu, Tianshi, and our humble palace.

The scholar in white, adept at reading the room, certainly understood the intentions of Ma Fengbing. It was merely that Ma Hufa, confident in his status, was unwilling to publicly demand what he sought.

It is said that among the vast array of celestial arts and magical skills, the art of talisman crafting stands out distinctly, traversing two paths, and can generally be divided into the four categories of "wind, cloud, thunder, and lightning," each serving its own purpose.

In accordance with the spirit of courtesy, I respectfully say: "Please, Brother Xie, go ahead and speak"

Luo Yu quietly entered the Zen hall, stood in the corner, and frowned as he looked around.

Although the interior was quite spacious, there was no suitable hiding place. Hearing the footsteps of Ma Fengbing and others gradually approaching, he saw that they were about to push the door open. With no time to think, he flicked his right hand, revealing a light yellow talisman. He quickly recited the incantation, and the talisman emitted a faint glow, transforming into a light mist that enveloped his body.

The middle-aged monk complied and opened the black box in front of Ma Fengbing, revealing a fragrant herb measuring two feet and three inches, with a white hue tinged with red.

Mafu Bingdao: "This matter is a secret among various sects, how could you possibly know? However, since you are willing to assist me in the Golden Bull Palace, I might as well reveal some internal details to you all, so that everyone understands the gravity of the situation. But if anyone dares to speak out even a word, do not blame me for turning ruthless and taking their head!"

However, he is not a fool; he understands that this precious item, now in his possession, must be given away at this moment. It would be better to go with the flow and take advantage of the situation before the deity speaks, and simply ask for a personal favor.

"There is no wall in the world that does not let the wind through. You may think your hands are clean and that there will be no repercussions, but how could I remain unaware? The Kunwu Sword Sect has upheld its reputation for a thousand years, and it is not merely a group of drunks and gluttons. Once they learn that you have destroyed the entire Yunju Temple for a single ginseng, the lives of the master and all the friends present will be in jeopardy"

Luo Yu concealed himself in the shadows, pondering: "This matter is becoming increasingly interesting. Since I have encountered it, I must not fulfill the wishes of that old demon Ma!"

However, it is that one pot of fine wine that makes Luo Yu feel an insatiable desire

The wind concealment talisman carried by Luo Yu was personally crafted by Master Xuan Qian in his early years, and its magical power is indeed extraordinary. Even if Ma Fengbing were present, he would not necessarily detect any anomalies unless he deliberately expanded his spiritual awareness and searched with all his might

Ma Fengbing said in a deep voice: "Alright, let us rest here for a moment to dissipate the effects of the alcohol, and then we shall set off immediately to the Hundred Flower Garden in the Empty and Serene Valley to inquire about the Jade Tea Fairy."

And the monk Wu Jie, in deep sorrow over the loss of Dan Shen, drowned his sorrows in wine. Half-drunk yet not fully intoxicated, he said: "Why must you, Master Ma, be in such a hurry? The sky is still early; why don't we sit for a while longer and drink to our heart's content?"

The monk Wu Jie expressed his surprise, saying: "Master Ma, why doesn't everyone rest for the night and set off after dawn?"

The echoes of the myriad demons resounded, and Ma Feng, holding the heart of the salvia, felt a great sense of ease, his face adorned with more smiles, naturally welcoming all who came.

Unbeknownst to others, the mastery of the technique "White Clouds Emerging from the Caves" has already been revealed.

The black-faced monk said: "It seems I heard Master Lü calling that old man 'Ma Hufa'. Hehe, his face is covered in pockmarks; isn't that a fitting name?"

Ma Fengbing secretly rejoiced, yet feigned a troubled expression on his old face as he said: "Master Wu Jie, Brother Lü, how can this be? This treasure was obtained by you at the cost of your lives from Yunju Temple; how could I, an old man, take advantage of your hard work?"

He has not tasted wine for several days, and now the wine worms in his intestines are wriggling at the scent; how can he endure it any longer

In the next verse of the scholar, there is also a monk, along with a man covered in black fur, resembling a large gorilla, who is loudly reciting a drinking song.

Ma Fengbing let out a low hum from his nose and said: "I have guarded this great secret of the Five Elements Demon Palace for many years; it is best that you remain unaware of it. Otherwise, you will end up like that demon fox, attracting trouble and bringing about your own demise.

The thin monk hummed, "Is there even a need to say that? Did you not see how the master of Zheyun Cave, Lu, and the green-haired old immortal of Hanyue Cave were both bowing and scraping to that old man, taking care of him from front to back? I believe this person must have a significant background."

The monk Wujie, upon being questioned by Ma Fengbing about himself, could only stammer a response: "Behind this side hall, there is a meditation room, which is where this poor monk usually contemplates the Dao and seeks enlightenment. It is kept quite tidy inside."

Ma Fengbing chuckled and said: "It seems this demon fox has some matters at hand, while the Zhengyi faction's secret agents are being pursued in the Fire Palace, unable to keep their lives until they return to their sect. However, by a twist of fate, Tian Ce has inadvertently fallen into the hands of the demon fox"

Over there, Master Wu Jie was respectfully offering a cup of wine to Ma Fengbing. Just as he had settled back down, he heard the deity Ma speak: "Master Wu Jie, I have heard that this afternoon, you seized a thousand-year-old ginseng from the hands of the Qingmei Zhenren at Yunju Temple. Is this true?"

In the capacity of Jin Liehan, one would naturally disdain to make an appearance in person, yet it remains unclear who has come this time

The monk, despite having countless reservations, had to feign indifference and willingly accept the command, nodding and saying: "Since the protector has said so, this humble monk shall present his shortcomings."

Strangely, in recent days, Taurus has unexpectedly lowered its status and formed a connection with the Qinglian Temple, a minor sect of the demonic path that it usually looks down upon.

His superior, feeling displeased, pretended to be drunk and remained silent. Seeing this, the host, Lu Yan, quickly intervened, saying: "Since this is the case, let us first withdraw and discuss important matters. Once we have reached an agreement, we can return and drink to our heart's content later."

Ma Fengbing observed the reaction of the monk Wu Jie closely and thought to himself: "This bald donkey harbors discontent towards me, thinking I am blind. If it were not for the important matter entrusted by the palace master that requires the assistance of these lowly individuals, why would I lower myself to associate with them?"

The monk Wu Jie secretly thought: "What kind of airs is that turtle bastard putting on? My perfectly fine celebration banquet has turned into your welcoming feast, and I even gifted you some salvia. Heh heh, yet now he still has the audacity to lecture me with a straight face. Damn it, he takes advantage and then pretends to be virtuous, just like a courtesan in a brothel."

Some lesser demons, having drunk to the point of inebriation, inevitably revealed their true forms, either exposing their fangs and green faces or displaying a large, furry tail dangling from beneath their backsides, swaying back and forth.

Seeing a monk carrying a tray filled with fine wine passing by, Luo Yu seized the opportunity to reach out with his right hand, stealthily capturing a flask of exquisite wine, and tilted his head back to drink heartily

He turned his head and whispered a few words to a middle-aged monk standing behind him. The monk quickly walked out of the side hall to fetch the salvia root.

The monk Wu Jie cursed inwardly: "Damn it, when did I ever consult with you about sending the salvia root to the old demon Ma?"

Further to the right of the main seat, there sat a middle-aged scholar in white robes, elegantly fanning himself with a folding fan. However, there was a hidden malice in his brows and eyes, and the smile on his face made one feel quite uncomfortable.

The palace master, with nearly three hundred years of cultivation, is astonishing and extraordinary, having rarely faced defeat in their lifetime, making them an exceptionally difficult character to provoke

On the left side of Ma Fengbing sat a stout monk dressed in a bright red robe, with prominent temples and eyes gleaming with brilliance. He was likely the abbot Wujie of Qinglian Temple

Her gaze revealed a hint of envy, lingering for a long time without uttering anything else

Ma Fengbing's words, which seemed to come from nature itself, aroused a deep curiosity in another person outside the hidden palace

This young man, having endured hardships in silence, gradually gained the trust of the Lord of the Fire Palace, Chi Lieheng, and was able to take charge of the crucial security responsibilities within the palace

Lü Yan responded immediately, his figure transforming into a flash of white lightning, as he conducted a thorough inspection of the Zen room both inside and out

In the heart of the monk Wu Jie, he had already scolded this ancestral deity of the Ma family countless times, yet he forced a smile and said: "What are you talking about, Master Ma? How can a mere root of red sage compare to the care you have shown us brothers in the past?"

The monk Wu Jie let out a sound of "Ah," licked his thick lips, and murmured, "Good fellow, good fellow"

Inside the grand hall, the red candles burn brightly, and the lights are dazzling. Over twenty banquet tables are in disarray, with cups and plates scattered everywhere, turning what should be a serene Buddhist sanctuary into a chaotic scene filled with smoke and disorder, as if demons are dancing wildly.

Luo Yusi pondered: "'Ma Hufa'? Could it possibly refer to Ma Fengbing, the Ma Old Demon among the six great guardians of the Golden Bull Palace? Hmm, he was early on struck with 'Golden Crow Divine Sand' and ended up with a big麻 face. Judging from his appearance, it is most likely correct."

He made up his mind, silently gliding past the towering pines, avoiding the guard monks outside the hall, and heading straight for the meditation room mentioned by Master Wu Jie in the rear hall

The monk slammed his thigh and exclaimed, "How could I not have thought of this? Indeed, this demon fox is on good terms with the Jade Ming Fairy, and that woman must surely know the hiding place of the demon fox's lair"

Ma Fengbing slowly said: "Are you all secretly blaming me for being overly cautious and meddlesome?"

The monk Wu Jie waved his hand and said, "Why are you not presenting it quickly? Let Master Ma appreciate it properly"

He asked calmly, "Master Wujie, does your esteemed temple have a quieter place suitable for discussion?"

Moreover, my cultivation is shallow, and I am not worthy of this Danshen. If, in the future, the Kunwu Sword Sect comes seeking me, I will still need your assistance and that of the Golden Bull Palace to negotiate and maintain the situation

Lü Yan smiled and said: "It is no wonder that the Dharma Protector Ma does not recognize her. The Jade Ming Fairy is originally a flower spirit from the Empty and Mysterious Valley in the Misty Spirit Mountain Range. She refined her human form by absorbing the essence of the sun, moon, and earth, and thus made the Empty and Mysterious Valley her residence, establishing a 'Hundred Flower Garden' there.

Thus, at this critical moment, Luo Yulin dared to take the risk and attempted to conceal himself just a short distance away.

Luo Yu listened for a while longer, and all he heard were the complaints of the monks, filled with curses and foul language, yet devoid of any fresh content

Ma Fengbing set down the wine cup, and with a smile that was not quite a smile, said: "I have heard that you have killed all the Taoists in the temple. This is quite a serious matter. That Qingmei Zhenren is a disciple of a branch of the Kunwu Sword Sect and has a close relationship with Xuanqian Zhenren. If this matter were to spread, even a mere Qinglian Temple would likely be unable to bear the consequences"

Luo Yujing quietly observed and sighed: "Just for this one root of Salvia miltiorrhiza, more than twenty lives were sacrificed. Ironically, in the end, it was used to make a wedding dress for others, as Mao Fengbing forcibly took it away. Such a precious spiritual treasure, I truly do not know how many lives it could have saved, but falling into the hands of the old demon Mao is indeed a complete waste.

In the blink of an eye, with a gentle breeze sweeping before everyone, Lü Yan calmly returned to sit on the mat and said: "Master Ma, rest assured, there are no idle people here."