Zhang Meng glared at the monk Zhiyu with dissatisfaction, why didn’t he say it earlier?

But there was nothing we could do. Xuan'er and Damingsi are now entangled and cannot be separated.

Monk Zhidu shook his head.

They had already said this, but Zhang Meng couldn't listen at all at the time and was in a state of not listening. He even said it more seriously, but Zhang Meng was furious and drove them away.

"With a few eminent monks here, the young master will not be in danger." Yuan Ziyan said with a smile: "Don't worry."

"I hope this is the case." Zhang Meng sighed.

Yuan Ziyan smiled and said, "Old Zhang, you don't know the power of Daming Temple. You will know in the future. We are going to say goodbye."

"Your Highness of the Southern King, Master Yuan, why not stay with me for a few days and let me complete my friendship with the landlord."

"I want to stay for a few days, but there is still something to do, let's go another day."

"Okay, I'm always waiting."

"Let's go." Yuan Ziyan waved his jade hand to Monk Zhiyu.

Li Chengkong smiled and nodded.

The monk Zhiyu combined with one ritual.

The two floated away, as if a shadow passed through the earth and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother Zhiyu, this Highness of the Southern King and Master Yuan Si..." Monk Zhiming frowned.

"When Brother Zhidu was approaching Nirvana, he gave all his cultivation to Prince Xiaonan." Monk Zhiyu said slowly.

Monk Zhiming suddenly realized.

Zhang Meng also snorted: "A wise move!"

Monk Zhiming looked at him.

Zhang Meng also said: "At least you have a good relationship with His Highness Nanwang. You should ask about the current status of Nanwang Mansion."

Monk Zhiyu smiled and said, "Then please tell us that we have been burying our heads in the temple to practice, but we really don't know what changes are happening in the outside world."

"Oh..." Zhang Meng sighed helplessly: "Forget it, let's talk to you so that you will not know the greatness of the world and offend His Highness the Southern King."

Monk Zhiming laughed.

Did they ever fear offending others?

Zhang Meng also saw his expression and guessed what he thought. He was too lazy to refute it. He directly explained the appearance and rise of the Nanwang Mansion and Zhuyinsi, as well as several major events that had happened.

"You can actually have such people and such forces in the world..."

"Amitabha!"

Both wisdom and wiseness and foolishness are both moved.

They are eminent monks, their hearts are as calm as water, but their speaking styles are completely different, wise and agile, wise and ignorant.

"Then why did they come to find Senior Brother Zhidu?" Zhiming pondered: "Are they here to thank Senior Brother Zhidu?"

He then smiled and said, "Thank you from Daming Temple?"

Monk Zhiyu shook his head slowly.

"No?" Zhiming smiled and said, "Senior brother, aren't you grateful for this gift?"

"For His Highness Nan Wang, I'm afraid he doesn't value the gifts from Senior Brother Zhidu, but is worried that the little prince will enter Daming Temple."

"This is natural!" Zhang Meng also snorted: "The little prince is now the only successor of the Southern Prince's Mansion, and he is also the prince of Dayue, and the next emperor, how can he become a monk?!"

He shook his head: "You Daming Temple is really a mess!"

Then he frowned and looked at his child, and snorted: "Don't have a quarrel with the Southern Prince's Mansion!"

At that time, it will involve your son.

No matter how powerful Daming Temple is, it is definitely not a match for the Nanwang Mansion. No one in the world is the Nanwang Master.

"Amitabha!" Monk Zhiyu nodded slowly.

Monk Zhiming opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbid air. He Shi lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name: "Ah! Mi! Tu! Buddha!"

He suppressed the nameless karma fire and took away his dissatisfaction and resentment.

"Master, are you leaving like this?" Yuan Ziyan and Li Chengkong floated across the mountains, walking like a wind.

Li Chengkong smiled.

"Has the master found a solution?" Yuan Ziyan's eyes lit up.

"There is a harvest." Li Chengkong nodded.

Yuan Ziyan laughed and said, "Is it when they used their secret techniques just now?"

Li Chengkong nodded.

"Master, you are so terrible." Yuan Ziyan raised her white thumb.

The master made every step of the way, ultimately to see the monks of Daming Temple perform secret techniques, so as to understand the mental methods and aura of Daming Temple.

With the master's martial arts knowledge and wisdom, through their secret techniques, they can almost understand the mystery of their minds.

This way to find a way to restrain and the influence of Master Xiaomi Zhidu's cultivation on the little prince.

Li Cheng glanced at him.

One day later, the two came to a mountain.

White clouds covered half of the mountain. They had already passed through the clouds and arrived at the upper half, stopping in front of a cave.

Two middle-aged masters flashed out to greet each other.

"Old Zheng, Mr. Wang, didn't you say when will you come out of seclusion?" Yuan Ziyan asked.

"The little prince is planning to leave the customs again for at least one month this time."

"Well, it seems that I have made up my mind for a month." Yuan Ziyan smiled and said, "It's hard for him."

Dugu Xian is a person who is active but not quiet. Sitting in the cave for a month is simply the most painful torture.

He could withstand it.

It has indeed changed.

Practicing in front of Li Chunshan is indeed much better than being in Zhennan City, and it has undergone great changes in just a short period of time.

Li Chengkong shook his head with a smile.

"Master, I'll call him."

"Um."

Yuan Ziyan breathed lightly, and a melodious sound floated out, and she drilled into the cave sealed by a huge stone.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the rock trembled.

"Bang bang!" Two muffled sounds, and the huge rock began to slowly move out.

Yuan Ziyan stepped forward, put on the huge rock with his jade hand, gently lifted and threw it, and then the huge rock flew to the stone wall next to him.

"Bang!" The earth trembled.

Dugu Xian stood tall and handsome, standing at the entrance of the cave and said with a smile: "Aunt Yuan, come to see me!"

Yuan Ziyan looked at him with smile and nodded in satisfaction.

Li Chengkong said: "Go in and talk."

"What's the point of doing with your father?" Dugu Xian said hard.

Yuan Ziyan smiled and said, "Of course there is a good thing."

"Is it my turn to do good things?" Dugu Xian snorted.

Li Chengkong walked straight in.

Yuan Ziyan patted Dugu Xian on the shoulder and glanced at him: "Talk well, I have worked hard for you and went to Daming Temple."

Dugu Xian curled his lips, looking unremarkable.

Yuan Ziyan pressed his shoulder and walked in and came to the stone room inside. The stone table, stone chairs and stone beds were spotless and there were wisps of faint fragrance floating.

Li Chengkong sat in the stone chair: "I will pass on you a mantra. If you practice it every day, you can eliminate the influence of Daming Temple's martial arts."

Yuan Ziyan smiled and said, "Have you found a way to restrain yourself?"

"Absolutely." Li Chengkong nodded: "Remember, only practice once a day, you can't practice too much, and you can't stop practicing."

"What will happen if you practice more?" Dugu Xian snorted.

"You will be impatient and unable to feel at ease." Li Chengkong said.

Dugu Xian frowned: "Isn't this an evil skill?"

"It's not evil, it's not true." Li Chengkong shook his head: "The mind method of being born from the devil in the void."

Dugu Xian's face changed slightly.

He knew about the Void Demon, and when he was practicing with Li Chunshan, he heard Li Chunshan’s instructions many times, so he must pay attention to the Void Demon.

Once you reach the level of a grandmaster, there are only two biggest opponents, one is the other grandmaster, and the other is the Void Demon.
Chapter completed!