At the same time, Chen Xiu and others who were forced to guard outside the sealing formation at the foot of the mountain received the latest news. The news came from the mouth of one of the masters of metaphysics who came to reinforce them.

He was a master of metaphysics who loved to travel. His strength in metaphysics wasn't high, but his skills were incredibly diverse, possessing a smattering of knowledge across almost every school of metaphysics. He hadn't given it much thought, simply coming as one of the metaphysics masters to provide reinforcements, to see if he could break the seal before him. Unfortunately, the formation masters, who were far more powerful than him, were helpless, leaving him completely helpless. However, as he circled the seal's perimeter and surveyed Nandashan, he recalled a little-known legend. Almost unconsciously, he asked, "By the way, do you know the 'Death Buddha Temple'? Or, in other words, did any of the metaphysics masters who stayed in this area mention the term 'Death Buddha Temple'?"

The master of metaphysics was asking about Shen Xiu, after all, he was the one in charge of gathering information for this team. However, let alone gathering any information, after they arrived here, they did not gather any information. Instead, they learned about the three stationed masters of metaphysics. Two of the old masters were missing in the Nanda Mountain and were in grave danger, while the remaining young one had his memory completely wiped out. He even forgot that he was a member of the metaphysics world. How could he gather any information?

Chen Xiu shook his head with a very grim expression, and could only helplessly give a rough account of their situation. "...We couldn't get any information. We only knew that two masters were missing and one master had lost his memory, and that it was related to this Nan Da Mountain. So we rushed here directly. Who would have thought that something like this would happen later... By the way, Senior, what is this 'Death Buddha Temple' you mentioned? Why did you suddenly bring up this matter? Is this 'Death Buddha Temple' related to this matter in any way?"

"Isn't it related to this incident? To be more precise, it should be related to the Nanda Mountain here. After arriving here, I remembered that there was once a 'Death Buddha Temple' built on this Nanda Mountain. According to legend, all the people in this 'Death Buddha Temple' died of an epidemic in just a few days. The imperial court at the time regarded it as an ominous sign and razed it to the ground."

"Then, Senior, what you mean is..."

"I used to be very interested in the legend of the 'Death Buddha Temple.' It's said that the legendary Buddhist figure was born in this 'Death Buddha Temple.' After studying it for a long time, I found something strange. We know that plagues are terrible, but there always seems to be a process from the onset of the disease to its spread to death. And in the legend, everyone in that temple died within three days, and they died in a state of madness, with their nails and lips completely black and purple, as if poisoned. But don't you think that description is more like the state of being eroded than a plague? Moreover, I later verified the historical events of that year and found that although there was a plague that year, it was a water plague. Although it is close to the Nanda Mountain here, it does not share the same river supply as the small village where the plague occurred. Moreover, in the village where the plague first broke out and the situation was the most serious, not everyone died. Instead, only one-third of the people survived..."

This information might not be understood by others, but as a person of metaphysics, Shen Xiu quickly understood what the master of metaphysics meant. His expression changed slightly, "Senior, what is the current situation after being eroded? Do you mean the erosion of Yin Qi? Do you think that what happened in the 'Death Buddha Temple' back then was not an epidemic, but the erosion of Yin Qi...?"

However, before Shen Xiu could finish his words, his communicator began to beep continuously. It was news coming from various locations, especially from a certain province where the incident had occurred. Could it be that the culprit of this series of incidents had been found? Almost subconsciously, Shen Xiu took in the messages one by one without a second thought. As expected, after some effort, the other teams had indeed found some clues.

"...We've already checked this out. While we're not sure if it's any useful information, we think it could be a potential breakthrough. Do you know the 'Star-gazing Temple'? We've found that the driver who arrived in this province seemed to have had contact with a monk claiming to be from the 'Star-gazing Temple'. We can't verify the specifics of their conversation, but according to insiders, the driver came here to read his and his daughter's fortunes, but the results didn't seem all that good. When the driver left with a peace amulet, he seemed troubled. We suspect this is the source..."

"Why do you say that? Maybe the driver just came here to ask for a fortune-telling?" Chen Xiu asked this question almost subconsciously. After all, in today's society, there are many people who come to ask for fortune-telling and to pray for safety. It is also common to travel thousands of miles to other provinces in order to obtain accurate fortune-telling and avoid disasters. So far, Chen Xiu did not notice anything different when he heard the other party say this.

"At first, I thought so too and didn't take this information seriously, especially since the driver was a Buddhist. But later, I discovered that other teams seemed to have found similar information."

The representative of the opposing team said this, and just as he finished speaking, the representative of another team immediately interrupted, "Yes, we've also found similar information. We're not investigating the deceased drivers here, but are collaborating with local metaphysical experts to investigate the recent surge in unnatural deaths. We've discovered that, based on the information we have, nearly 70% of the deceased had contact with monks from the Guanxing Temple, or perhaps sought fortune-telling or divination from them. With so many coincidences put together, we believe this isn't just a one-off incident."

If there are only one or two people like this, we can still say it is a coincidence, but when the number becomes three, it is no longer a coincidence. What's more, the proportion has now reached 70%, which is abnormal no matter how you look at it.

Almost immediately, Chen Xiu looked up and asked all the metaphysics masters present whether they had heard of the name "Star Viewing Temple". However, after discussing it for a long time, many metaphysics masters had no clue and shook their heads in vain, saying that they knew enough Buddhist temples, and even knew which Buddhist temples had real metaphysics masters in charge and which Buddhist temples were just in name only. However, they had never heard of this so-called "Star Viewing Temple".

I don't know how long it took, but a master of metaphysics suddenly clapped his hands as if he had thought of something.

"Wait, I remember that I once met a young, even immature monk who was setting up a stall to tell fortunes. He said that his Buddhist temple collapsed due to some accident, so he came out to make some extra money and said that he wanted to rebuild their Buddhist temple. That was more than ten years ago. At that time, I had just graduated from the sect to gain experience, and I was young and energetic. Seeing that the monk's stall was very prosperous, I felt a bit contemptuous. I thought that this young man from nowhere was trying to cheat people, so I decided to go up and test his true intentions. I wrote a word for the monk to tell, and guess what, he got it all right, without a single mistake, even the details were all calculated. This is something that even my master couldn't calculate, but the monk did. If I remember correctly, the Buddhist temple that the monk wanted to rebuild was called'Guanxing Temple'. Because the name is quite strange, I have such a vague impression of it..."

"Wait, little monk, is this the little monk with the Buddhist name 'Changsheng'?" In order to facilitate communication between the two parties, the communicator was kept in a multi-channel external state. Therefore, there was no need to explain the situation on Shen Xiu's side. The other teams had already heard everything that the master of metaphysics said, and their reactions immediately became abnormal. They repeatedly compared the characteristics of the little monk with the master of metaphysics.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the master of metaphysics nodded and confirmed.

"It's indeed a young monk named 'Changsheng', a very uncommon, almost seldom used, name. But how did you know that? I met this young monk over ten years ago. Now, judging by his age, he's no longer a young monk, but a middle-aged monk, at least thirty years old."

"No, that's not right. According to the information we've tracked down from those insiders, the person they're looking for at the Guanxing Temple is a young monk, a young, even immature monk. I heard he's the youngest disciple in the Guanxing Temple, and his eldest brother is the abbot's adopted son, a very powerful guy. That young monk is very sure that the next successor to the Guanxing Temple will be his eldest brother, so he came out to earn some extra money and, by the way, to make the Guanxing Temple famous so that his eldest brother would have less pressure. And that young monk is just as you described, with the Dharma name 'Changsheng'."

"How...is this possible? This is impossible? This happened over ten years ago. Could it be that two young monks took the same Buddhist name?"

The master of metaphysics did not believe such talk at all. People in the metaphysical world who had high levels of cultivation could indeed live a little longer than ordinary people and look a little younger.

But this is just a little bit. No matter which school of metaphysics, it cannot resist the flow of time.

This is also true for Shen Yan, the most talented person in metaphysics. Although he still maintains his original appearance after more than eighty years, it is because his body was in a sealing formation before, which is equivalent to pausing all the flow of time, so he maintains the appearance before falling asleep. However, since he woke up, his time flow started again, without any exception.

Because of this, the only possibility that the master of metaphysics could think of was the young monk with the same Buddhist name. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to still look the same after more than ten years.

It wasn't surprising to have such thoughts, but now, as they collected and verified more information, the other teams could no longer regard the Guanxing Temple as an ordinary Buddhist temple, let alone such a strange coincidence. So, after a while, the other team spoke again, "Wait, we've collected a sketch of that young monk and are sending it to you now. Take a look and see if it's the same young monk, or just the same name?"

"Of course it can only be the same name, but how could it be the same young monk?" the master of metaphysics muttered. He didn't believe anyone could defy the flow of time. But a moment later, when the sketch was successfully transmitted, his eyes suddenly widened, completely stunned, a look of disbelief on his face. "This, this, this... How is this possible? How is this possible? It's been over a decade, and this young monk still looks the same?"

Although the master of metaphysics did not explain it clearly at this moment, the expression on his face was enough to explain everything. It was indeed the same little monk, and for that little monk, the flow of time had stopped, and he still maintained his original appearance.

Thinking of this, all the masters of metaphysics were stunned, with ugly expressions on their faces. It was almost certain that there must be a big problem with the "Stargazing Temple". Otherwise, there would not be such a heaven-defying little monk.

Moreover, judging from all the information currently available, the young monk seemed to not only understand metaphysics, but was even very proficient in it. However, this discovery did not make the people at the scene feel better, but instead made their faces look even uglier. After investigating the current situation so far, there are almost only two words that can describe it: tricky.

It was extremely difficult, no matter how you looked at it, and there was absolutely no place to start. The reason was simply that when they finally found out about the 'Star-gazing Temple' and the information about the little monk, the following clues were completely cut off, leaving them with no clue at all. Even if they knew that this matter was related to the 'Star-gazing Temple', they had no idea where to start, because according to what the little monk said, the 'Star-gazing Temple' might have collapsed long ago, and there was no such Buddhist temple in reality!

Things seemed to have gone around in circles and returned to the starting point, and at this moment, the "beep beep" sound came from Chen Xiu again, and this time it was not the communicator, but Chen Xiu's mobile phone. The call was an unfamiliar number. Suddenly, Chen Xiu remembered the person sent by Ashan to support, and his face suddenly lit up with joy. He did not care what means of transportation the other party used to come. After all, it was less than two hours since he ended the call with Ashan, but it was impossible to get here from Ashan's place in these two hours.

If it were any other time, Shen Xiu would have been unable to resist asking questions, but now was an emergency, so without a second thought, he picked up the phone and asked, "Excuse me, is this the master that Ashan invited? Where is he now? Is he arriving soon?"

"We're almost there, but right now I need an exact coordinate so I can go directly there."

"Exact coordinates? You need the exact GPS location? I'll send it to you right now..."

"No, that thing is too troublesome, too slow, and may even make mistakes, especially in this mountain forest. I need more accurate coordinate positioning. Chen Xiu, do you still have enough spiritual power? Release all your spiritual power so that I can accurately locate you. I recognize your spiritual power characteristics."

The other party said this, but after hearing it, Shen Xiu was even more confused. He seemed to understand every word, but when he put it together, he didn't understand a single word. What did it mean that "the other party needs more accurate and precise positioning, so he must release all his spiritual power"? What did it mean that "I recognize your spiritual power characteristics"? Shen Xiu didn't understand a single word of these, but he knew that the other party must need him to release all his spiritual power.

Thinking this way, Chen Xiu had no choice but to do so. Although he was full of confusion in his heart, he could not care so much in the current situation. Not long after Chen Xiu released all his spiritual power, he actually saw an additional array seal not far away. Then, a tall and elegant man suddenly appeared in front of him. The moment he saw Chen Xiu, he nodded. Without waiting for Chen Xiu's reaction, he said directly, "I'm here. My name is Song Wei. Now I need information. Can you tell me briefly about the latest situation?"

It has to be said that Song Wei's sudden departure startled many masters of metaphysics. Except for a few experienced formation masters, they could barely recognize that this was probably a long-lost teleportation formation. However, such a formation is not something that everyone can use. It is said that only a very small number of masters of metaphysics recognized by the Heavenly Dao, or extraordinary people who have divine status themselves, can use it.

Both of these were enough to make them gasp. Furthermore, the spiritual energy emanating from the person before them was unfathomable. For a moment, they seemed to be witnessing another Shen Yan, whose strength was likely comparable to Shen Yan's. Furthermore, this person, while appearing gentle and refined, exuded an extraordinary aura, not something that ordinary people possessed.

The most obvious manifestation was that such an aura directly suppressed Shen Xiu in front of him. By the time he reacted, Shen Xiu had already quickly explained everything they had discovered here, including the little monk named "Changsheng" who they had just discovered was not affected by the flow of time.

"You're saying there's a young monk who escaped the cycle of reincarnation? Do you have a specific portrait? Or a picture?"

Hearing this, Song Wei couldn't help but frown. After all, as the King of Hell, he understood what this meant. But he was certain that, at least during his time as King of Hell, while he could sense that the number of lives and deaths in the mortal world was abnormal at times, there was absolutely no record of anyone escaping the cycle of reincarnation, whether human or demon. Because of this, Song Wei needed to see what that person looked like. He needed to understand what was going on.

When Shen Xiu heard Song Wei ask this, he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, we have a sketch. It's right here. Look."

As he spoke, Chen Xiu handed the sketch of the young monk that had just been sent by the other team to Song Wei. But after just one glance, Song Wei's brows furrowed even tighter, and he couldn't help but shook his head again.

"It's best if you don't come into contact with this young monk. He doesn't show any signs of being influenced by the Heavenly Dao, but I'm certain he's neither human nor a spirit. He's more like a ghost, having escaped the cycle of reincarnation like the Ghost King. However, this young monk has a body, and judging by how long he's been alive, he's been around for at least a thousand years. He's not someone you can handle. If you see him, it's best to stay away from him. Escaping the six realms of reincarnation isn't a good thing."

"Six Paths of Reincarnation, Six Paths of Reincarnation... Yeah, I remember now. I remember that little monk grinned and told me over a decade ago that the Buddhist temple where he was born had been given another unlucky name by some people. I think it was called... 'Death Buddhist Temple'?"

'Death Buddha Temple'? 'Death Buddha Temple'!

In an instant, all the information points seemed to be connected. It turned out that the "Stargazing Temple" was called the "Death Buddha Temple", and the "Death Buddha Temple" was once located on the Nanda Mountain. It was once prosperous, but according to legend, it was destroyed by an epidemic and razed to the ground by the imperial court at that time.

Oh no, does that mean that the little monk who escaped the cycle of reincarnation is now deep in the mountains of Nandashan?

"I'm afraid so. I can no longer sense any living creatures on this South Mountain. The mountain spirit has probably disappeared. The entire mountain is filled with death. No wonder that guy Chen Yan didn't let you follow. This is definitely not something you ordinary people can handle. I'm afraid even he himself is not sure if he can walk out of the mountain again."

Song Wei looked up to observe the breath of the mountain, and carefully observed the seal array set by Shen Yan. As time dragged on, Song Wei still did not take any substantial action, which made Shen Xiu behind him a little frustrated. After enduring for a while, he finally couldn't help but said, "Master Song, look, can this seal array be broken?"

"I can... but I can only make a tiny gap. How much has Chen Yan's strength increased over the years? He can even use the automatically repairing seal formation. But a tiny gap is enough, enough for me to enter the seal formation..."

As he spoke, Song Wei chose the best starting point and began to move. However, he chose the weakest point of the seal formation.

However, with his ability, he couldn't even open a gap large enough for one person to pass through. Moreover, the formation in front of him had an automatic repair function. Once the gap was opened, it would repair itself to its original state at an extremely fast speed. Therefore, Song Wei, who originally planned to bring people in, changed his mind temporarily and decided not to bring anyone in.

The reason was simple. After arriving at the scene, he realized that Shen Yan's approach was correct. The situation before him was probably not something that ordinary people in the metaphysical world could handle. If such a seal really failed, it could actually protect it and hold it up for a while, preventing the strange creatures inside from escaping from the Nan Da Mountain and causing greater disasters.

However, Song Wei still had to go in. His purpose of going in was much simpler. Once he got in, no matter what, he would first pull the two guys out and survive. As for what to do afterwards, he would deal with it later. There must be a way.

Thinking of this, Song Wei started to move his hands. In order to conserve most of his spiritual power, he did not open the gap too wide, but only opened it to the width of two fists. Song Wei's guess was right. Not long after the gap was opened, the gap had already shrunk at an extremely fast speed.

Almost without hesitation, Song Wei changed from his current human form back to the form of a little white mouse. With a light leap, he went straight into the palm-sized gap. Not long after he passed through, the entire seal was closed again, as if the gap had never been opened.

The last words Song Wei told Chen Xiu before disappearing were: If you don't see one of them come out after three days, quickly lock the seal formation here, lock the Nandashan here directly, and don't open it again.

Chen Xiu had seen the little white mouse before. It was the day Shen Yan's Great Seal was lifted. That day, he saw not only a little white mouse, but also a large, arrogant cat. Just as the genius head of the Shen family had regained consciousness, the big cat from Wen He's family had disappeared. And now, it turns out that this little white mouse is no ordinary little white mouse. It can transform into a human form. Does that mean that the big cat is no ordinary cat either? Perhaps the big cat's disappearance wasn't just a disappearance, but...

Suddenly, Chen Xiu seemed to understand something. If his guess was correct, the big cat that had been staying at Wen He's house before was actually their Shen family's genius patriarch, Shen Yan. No wonder Shen Yan seemed so familiar with everything about Wen He before, even falling in love with her at first sight. It wasn't love at first sight, but was Shen Yan the big cat who was so clingy to Wen He?

Everything that had been puzzling before suddenly had a reasonable explanation. The little white mouse that had walked out of the sealed land with Shen Yan had almost only one possibility. After all, there were only two people sealed in that sealed land back then. Besides Shen Yan, there was another person, Wei Yanwang. It was no wonder that Song Wei could tell at a glance that the little monk had lived for thousands of years and had escaped the six realms of reincarnation. After all, that was within the jurisdiction of Yanwang.

But...was he serious? If no one showed up after three days, it would mean...damn it, this was truly the worst-case scenario!

Chen Xiu was filled with reluctance, but he knew that Song Wei was not saying this casually, but he had a vague feeling about something. If no one came out after three days, they would probably have no choice but to seal the seal array in front of them and not let anyone set foot in the Nanda Mountain!

Everyone at the foot of the mountain was filled with a strong sense of unease, but in the "Stargazing Temple" on the top of the mountain, there was excitement and bustle. The moment the Buddhist disciple showed up, all the pilgrims couldn't help but get excited. After all, the Buddhist disciple only held a public sutra teaching once a year, and each time it only lasted three days. Many pilgrims came from all over, and some even set out more than a month in advance, just to see this famous Buddhist disciple. How could they not be excited?

But the moment the Buddha showed up, they knew that the trip was worth it. Just the Buddha's face made many people kowtow. The Buddha's lectures were not long, and he did not talk about big principles. He just used the most common words to explain his understanding of the Buddhist scriptures. And then, came the highlight. Anyone who entered the "Star-gazing Temple" on that day could get a free divination from the Buddha.

It was obvious, judging by the situation at the scene, that many pilgrims didn't actually understand the Buddhist scriptures, nor did they have much interest in them. Instead, they came for the fortune-telling. Sure enough, not long after, a young monk came and removed the long table, replacing it with a small table convenient for fortune-telling. He also placed a large amount of paper, pens, coins, and other tools on it. Behind the long table was another small table, and the monk walked down from it. Everyone mistakenly thought he would sit at the long table, but he didn't. Instead, he sat at the small table at the back.

Instead, not long after, a young monk came in in a panic, walked to the long table and wanted to sit down, but he was too nervous, with sweat on his forehead. Just as he walked to the side of the long table, he accidentally knocked over the neatly placed papers and pens on the table with a "bang" sound. In an instant, the young monk's face turned red, and he looked even more nervous, as if he was about to find a hole to crawl into.

But the moment the little monk showed up, Wen He couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, and couldn't help but tugged at Chen Yan's sleeve and pointed at the little monk. The reason was not because of anything else, but simply because they happened to know the little monk, who was the little monk named "Chang'an" who had just taken them to another room to change clothes.

Sure enough, the next moment, the Buddhist disciple who looked almost identical to Shen Yan spoke, "Chang'an, calm down. Just do what I teach you. You've learned a lot, and your talent is not inferior to mine. Just believe in the hexagrams you calculated."

From this statement, it seems that the one who was fortune-telling today was not the Buddhist disciple, but the young monk from Chang'an who seemed to have just graduated from the Buddhist disciple. The Buddhist disciple intended to let the young monk practice on the spot. However, this move of the Buddhist disciple made many pilgrims present at the scene unconvinced.

Yes, they came all the way here just for such a divination, but now, they were told that the Buddhist monk did not tell divinations, but replaced it with a young monk they did not know. How could the pilgrims be satisfied?

It didn't take long before the main hall was filled with noise, and many pilgrims expressed their objections. This made the already nervous young monk even more at a loss. He had no idea what to do and kept looking at the Buddhist disciples for help, with a face that looked like he was about to cry.

However, no matter how dissatisfied the pilgrims in the main hall were, the Buddhist disciple just sat there motionless, his mouth watching his nose and his nose watching his heart. His expression didn't change at all, as if the situation before him had nothing to do with him and didn't interest him at all. Gradually, the noise in the hall finally died down. It was at this time that the Buddhist disciple slowly spoke, "Changsheng has mastered fortune-telling. Moreover, once Changsheng is familiar with it, he won't have to tell fortunes only on public sutra-giving days. As long as the gates of the 'Star-gazing Temple' are open, Changsheng will tell fortunes for you. And you don't need to worry. Although today is the first day that Changsheng starts to tell fortunes for the public, I will be watching from the side to ensure that all the hexagrams are absolutely accurate."

This Buddhist disciple is so arrogant. You should know that there is no absolute statement in fortune-telling. The reason is nothing else but that even if the fortune-telling on that day is accurate, if the person asking for the fortune does not believe it, or if there are other factors that influence it, then it is very likely to affect the previous fortune-telling. In serious cases, the result may even deviate completely from the original fortune-telling.

Because of this, even in modern times, no matter how formidable a master of metaphysics is, he wouldn't dare claim that his hexagrams are absolutely accurate. He could only say that there was a high probability that they would match the calculated hexagrams. But the Buddhist disciple before him, with such a calm expression, could actually, as he did now, without hesitation, declare that he could guarantee the absolute accuracy of all his hexagrams. Just how confident was that person in himself?

But the fact is that the Buddhist disciple really has the capital to be confident. When the young monk "Changsheng" began to tell fortunes nervously, the hexagram that took quite a while to calculate was easily guided by the Buddhist disciple to tell it more clearly, more specifically and in detail with just a glance, and he could tell at a glance whether the young monk had made any mistakes.

In Wen He's opinion, although the young monk was not so skilled in fortune-telling, his fortune-telling was very good. At least his fortune-telling was much more detailed and clear than Wen He's, not to mention the Buddhist disciple behind him who was fortune-telling with ease. Wen He couldn't help but sigh for a while as he watched. The more he looked, the more he felt that the Buddhist disciple looked like Shen Yan. Although their external temperaments were different, his abilities and his character of absolute confidence in his own strength were very similar to Shen Yan's.

Speaking of which, is it true that that Buddhist disciple has no relationship with Shen Yan? After all, the possibility of such a relationship being so close is extremely rare.

Thinking of this, Wen He wanted to turn around and say something to Shen Yan, but before she could open her mouth, the main hall suddenly became noisy again. Suddenly, a pilgrim with a bloody face rushed in from outside, his face full of fear and panic. He screamed loudly as if he had lost control, "No... It's bad, the plague has spread. Someone with water plague has mixed in with the pilgrims. And outside the door, a large group of soldiers came in out of nowhere, saying that they want to seal off this 'Star Viewing Temple' until they find the patient with the water plague. Otherwise, they will not let them in..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone erupted in panic. They had all heard of the flood plague, but hadn't they heard that the small village where the outbreak had occurred had been sealed off? How could someone with the flood plague escape, and even come to the Guanxing Temple? Suddenly, everyone was in a state of panic, and the entire main hall was in chaos. After all, this was a contagious disease. If infected, there was no cure, and only hope of death. It was said that nearly half the people in the small village where the outbreak had occurred had already died.

Everyone cherished their lives, so how could they not be terrified when they heard someone with the plague was right next to them? Of course, some pilgrims didn't believe what was said and instinctively rushed out to see what was happening. But soon, they retreated, pale-faced, trembling, saying, "Officers... soldiers, there are so many soldiers outside, they're really here... They're sealing off the Guanxing Temple. This is real, someone with the water plague has seen the temple coming."

This sound pushed the panic at the scene up a little bit. Some female pilgrims could not bear the pressure and couldn't help crying softly. For a moment, fear spread in the main hall. When the main hall was about to become chaotic, at this moment, a group of monks escorted an old monk out of the inner hall. The clothes were slightly different from those of other monks. He had a kind face and a warm temperament. It seemed that the old monk in front of them was undoubtedly the abbot of this "Star Viewing Temple".

Sure enough, the next moment, the old monk walked to the front, raised his voice, and shouted towards the main hall: "Calm down, I am the abbot. Panic will not solve the problem. We at Guanxing Temple will cooperate with the officers and soldiers guarding the gate to find patients with water plague. We can't do this. Don't forget, you are now in the 'Guanxing Temple', not other temples. The 'Guanxing Temple' may not be good at other things, but when it comes to fortune-telling, no one dares to say they are first. Please rest assured and listen to our arrangements..."

"Abbot, do you mean... can you find the patient with the water plague?" After hearing this, someone finally couldn't help but ask.