Chapter 3973
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"This monk seems to have followed these people into the city last time," a cultivator whispered.
"Yes, I seem to remember it too. He should be with them. Who is this monk?"
"He seems to be a monk from the Million Buddhist Sect."
The whispers of the crowd did not make the monk react at all. He walked slowly to the front of the inn step by step and entered.
"Master is back!" Du Fan looked at him with a smile, "We wanted to send you a message because my master said that he was ready to leave."
The monk put his palms together and returned the greeting, saying, "How are the benefactors?"
"Haha, certainly not as good as you." Du Fan said with a smile, his eyes lingering on the monk. The monk seemed to know what would happen. As soon as he entered the city, he said that he was going to visit an old friend. After the matter was settled, he came back.
"Amitabha," the monk murmured softly.
"Master is here." Fengjiu came out from the second floor and said with a smile, "It's so early. Master, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"
The monk looked up at Fengjiu and saw that there was a bit of Evil Spirit on her. He withdrew his gaze and murmured softly, "Amitabha. I'm relieved to see that you are well."
Hearing this, Fengjiu raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Master, you said that there would be a bloody disaster on this trip. Are you referring to last night?"
The monk put his palms together and shook his head gently, saying, "No."
Fengjiu smiled and walked down the stairs, "Yes, I only suffered some superficial wounds last night. If you said that there would be a bloody disaster and asked me to be careful, it would naturally not be at this level."
She slowly walked in front of him with a smile on her face. She said, "I really want to know what kind of thing will cause me a bloody disaster."
"Heaven's secret cannot be revealed," the monk said slowly.
Fengjiu smiled and said, "Master, sit here! I'll get them to prepare breakfast for you. "As she spoke, she looked at Leng Hua.
Leng Hua smiled gently and gestured to the monk, "Great Master, this way please." He invited the monk to sit to the side and asked the waiter to serve breakfast.
Fengjiu said a few words to Du Fan and the others before returning to the room upstairs. Outside, Xuanyuan Moze sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing. After he had consumed the elixir that Fengjiu had refined for him, he circulated his Qi to catalyze the effects of the elixir. When he circulated his Qi in the morning, he felt all the Qi in his body flowing away, especially in his legs. He could feel the energy gathering in his veins.
Knowing that Fengjiu had entered, he exhaled softly and retracted his aura. Only then did he open his eyes and look at Fengjiu.
"How is it?" Fengjiu asked as she walked in front of him.
Xuanyuan Moze stood up and his feet touched the ground. He felt that his legs had recovered to their original state. In fact, they were even stronger than before. Feeling the strength in his legs returning, he smiled and said, "Your elixir is very useful."
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