However, there is a huge difference between magic and spiritual power; they are fundamentally two different energy systems.
Lin Xue practiced in her room for about two hours before a maid knocked on her door and brought her a delicious lunch.
After finishing my meal, I glanced outside.
If you only look at the sky outside, it's gloomy and you can't see anything even a little distance away.
Actually, it was noon, which should have been the brightest time of day.
Just as Lin Xue was about to continue practicing magic, noisy footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, as if something extraordinary had happened in the temple.
The caravan owner next door had already opened his door and gone outside to check the situation, holding an oil-paper umbrella.
"Oh my god, this is absolutely terrible!"
"Who did that little monk offend to end up like this?"
"Those who are still staying in the temple are probably going to be in trouble. If the murderer can't be found, everyone will be a suspect."
As the people who had gone to investigate gradually returned, Lin Xue roughly guessed that something must have happened to the monks at the temple.
I glanced at the gloomy sky. The rain had subsided, but the sky still hadn't brightened.
"Your Excellency, a murder has occurred at the temple. A monk was found dead in his meditation room."
"The abbot said that the person still had the aura of a witch on him, so the murderer has been identified as a wicked witch."
"But the temple hasn't received any news of a witch moving in; she must have sneaked in!"
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