Without a word, he looked at Qin Luo with respect in his eyes. The old monk immediately sobered up. He looked at Qin Luo and nodded in praise, "The invincible are invincible. Then you are invincible."

"Even the senior is invincible."

Qin Luo turned around and went back into the house to rest.

Hua Ying overheard their conversation from inside the house. Her eyes welled up with tears, but a smile played on her lips.

The old monk stood up, walked towards the main hall, and said with his hands behind his back, "Don't waste this bowl of porridge."

Without saying a word, he put down the broom and picked up the bowl of porridge that was on the steps. Although the porridge was cold, he felt warmth as he drank it. Soon after, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight shone into the courtyard again.

When there was only a mouthful of porridge left in the bowl, he picked it up and went to the vicinity of the banyan tree. He waved to the cicada on the tree, and a moment later, the cicada landed in the bowl.

early morning.

He didn't say anything about ringing the bell upstairs.

Qin Luo was practicing boxing in the courtyard.

After the bell rang, Buyan went to the yard to sweep up the fallen leaves, only to find that all the leaves had disappeared.

Hua Ying came over carrying two bowls of clear soup noodles. She said softly, "Little monk, this bowl of noodles is for you."

Without bowing in thanks, he took the bowl of clear soup noodles that Hua Ying handed him, bowed again in gratitude, and then prepared to leave. Hua Ying said coldly, "Eat your food before you leave, or I'll beat you up."

Qin Luo said with a smile, "Don't be so fierce."

"Just teasing him."

Hua Ying said with a smile.

Without saying a word, he could only hold his bowl and eat noodles in the yard.

After Qin Luo finished eating his noodles, Hua Ying said softly, "Little monk, could you please wash the dishes?"

He nodded heavily without saying a word.

"Let's go."

Hua Ying urged.

Qin Luo knew that Hua Ying didn't like it here, so he put down his chopsticks and followed Hua Ying away from Liuyun Temple.

Without saying a word, he carried the bowl to the outside of the temple.

The golden cicada followed and flew out of the temple.

Qin Luo waved his hand, signaling Jin Chan to stay in the temple. Jin Chan eventually landed on Bu Yan's shoulder. This place was far from the secular world, and perhaps it could bring great fortune.

At this moment, the old monk arrived outside the temple and shouted loudly, "Fellow Daoists, remember to come and visit often."

"Yes, senior."

"I will never come back."