As Wen Jingge's disciple, personally chosen by his master, he was undoubtedly outstanding, with exceptional language comprehension skills: "Master, is our next destination to find a Buddhist practitioner to discuss the Dharma?"
A while ago, he saw that his second and third junior brothers were reading "Introduction to Buddhist Practice".
Master must have had this idea.
Wen Jingge was stunned, making weightlifting motions: "No, no, weren't we talking about why you made the Azure Sand Beast do this, this?"
“Raven blue,” Yang Wennan said urgently, “It’s raven blue.”
What is "Yaqing"?
“Replying to the immortal’s words,” Liang Si explained, reciting an old woman’s incantation, “Yes, Feather, I…”
As she spoke, her body began to burn.
Without thinking, Wen Jingge raised her index finger and glanced at the sky, looking puzzled.
Looking at the old lady strangely, I noticed that the clothes had dried despite the localized rain and wind.
Liang Si: "Master, that is Samadhi True Fire, it cannot be extinguished."
"Then...this..."
"This disciple does not know either."
"So is she a demon now?"
"It doesn't seem so." Liang Si scratched his head. His master had forgotten many things, but the strange cultivation technique seemed to still be there. "Then, disciple, should I undo it?"
"Auntie, move again."
The old woman was terrified and actually moved her body, and this time the fire didn't start.
Wen Jingge was also dumbfounded. She looked at the sky again and unconsciously adopted Fan Zifan's tone, "Good heavens! This is outrageous! The big boss failed to be assassinated, and I even stole the protagonist's position. Are you blind?"
"Master," Liang Si nudged her absent-minded master, then pointed to the sky, "Could you... light up a little more?"
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