Mingkong is not only of the right gender, but also of the right age and appearance.
And this body was clean, he was very satisfied.
The body of a Buddhist practitioner was indeed quite good. At least for the next hundred years, he could use it at will.
The Immortal Picking Saint glanced at Lu Zhibai beside him and nodded, "Zhibai, thanks to you, your master is very happy."
Lu Zhibai was not as happy as he thought, and always felt something was weird.
He was silent for a moment before he said, "I'm afraid the Xuanxian Sect is already holding a funeral for Master. Should we inform the Xuanxian Sect that Master is alright?"
The Immortal Picking Saint shook his head, "No need. I will not return to the Xuanxian Sect for the time being. I have other things to do."
"Master, are you going to give up Xuanxian Sect?" Lu Zhibai was a little surprised.
Because they have been in the Xuanxian Sect for tens of thousands of years, there is absolutely no reason for them to give up.
He stayed in Xuanxian Sect during his sleep and has some feelings for that place.
The Immortal Picking Saint shook his head and said, "Master has other things to do and does not want to implicate the Xuanxian Sect."
Lu Zhibai nodded, "I wonder what Master is going to do, do you need my help?"
The Immortal-Picking Saint nodded, "Now that I am the Spiritual Emperor, it is natural for me to deal with the affairs of the Nine Provinces."
"Master means..."
"I will go meet the leaders of several forces in Kyushu and have friendly conversations with them."
That being said, Lu Zhibai had a bad feeling.
At this time, someone else came outside the door asking to see him.
"I am Mu Lifeng from Cangzhou, paying my respects to Lord Lingdi."
Mu Lifeng came to find out some information.
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