Master Liaowu and the Lan family’s ancestor were naturally very happy. It seemed that the troublemaker really didn’t die.
However, it wasn’t good to be too obvious, so the two could only suppress the joy in their hearts and prepare to see what that troublemaker wanted to do next.
Xuan Zhi didn’t want to go, but he couldn’t not go either. He could only look at Yin Chang and the other two with a bitter face. “Three Masters, what do you think?”
Yin Chang said with a cold face, “Let’s go and take a look.”
Hearing that, Xuan Zhi felt a little more at ease. He accompanied everyone to the Devil Refining Pagoda.
From Afar, everyone saw a small monk sitting on the top of the pagoda. It was lonely small monk!
He was sitting cross-legged with a buddha bead in his hand. The sunlight happened to cover his back with a layer of halo, making people involuntarily associate him with the Buddha statue that appeared in the light.