He Qing also waved his hand to let his personal guards put away their bows and arrows.
Black Phoenix was covered in wounds that were both life-threatening and extremely painful. She seemed to understand that it was the little kid's words that stopped the attacks. She suddenly turned around to look at the little kid, then turned her head away.
He Qing came over to thank the little kid, the Buddhist disciple, the abbot of Tianyuan Temple, the abbess of Yunlan Temple, several senior monks, and nuns one by one. If they had not come from afar to help the two armies, this battle would have been extremely tragic.
Sun Yanan asked General He to handle military affairs himself. The Shi family was the largest family in Pingchang County, so they would first place the masters in their house to rest for a while, wash up and eat something. At the same time, they would report to Lord Shang to see what arrangements Lord Shang had.
After everyone dispersed, the young monk was in a dilemma. What should he do with the black phoenix? He could only seal it with the Merit Net and let it get on the carriage with its tail feathers coiled and wings folded.
When the Buddhist disciple saw the little baby's actions, he felt compassion.
The Buddha said, "The demon beast cannot live long in the human world. It may be powerful for a while, but it will not last long."
There was only one carriage, and Sun Yanan let the Buddhist disciple who had fought from the beginning to the end, the little kid, and the black phoenix who was afraid that it would attract onlookers sit in it.
He Qing provided horses for everyone else, and one who could ride led another who couldn't ride as they walked back.
Sun Yanan saw that the young man who escaped from the Demon Realm was only about eighteen or nineteen years old, but Fan Chuer said that he had been trapped in the Demon Tribe for more than twenty years, which really did not reveal his actual age at all.
When this handsome young man heard that the nuns were from Yunlan Temple, he hurried forward to ask, "There's a lay disciple in Yunlan Temple named Wu Jia. May I ask if she's doing well?"
Upon hearing this, the abbess of Yunlan Temple couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, are you her... relative?"
He hesitated for a moment before answering, "She is my mother in Shen Zhaoming."
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