Chapter 122: Witnessing the Treasured Light

rong ability to suppress Taoism. On top of that, they have such exquisite cooperation and terrifying numbers...simply a nightmare for magic practitioners!The grey-robed Master Yue, at this moment, ope...How can I express the depth of my feelings Tip: Bookmark after viewing (), it will be more convenient to view next time.

The pretty young monk wept like rain, while Jiang Wang remained speechless for a long time.

Jing Li had been lost in sorrow for a long time, forcing a smile in front of others and maintaining a dignified appearance before his followers. Finally, when he encountered his junior apprentice, he could no longer hold back his emotions and was overcome with grief.

While Jiang Wang was just thinking... to speak in such a big gasp, and still grow so well until now, is truly blessed with good fortune.

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Jingli cried for a long time, crying very sadly, but she found that her younger brother remained expressionless.

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I couldn't help but purse my lips and say, "Little junior brother, why aren't you sad"

Jiang Wang said softly, "You cried and told me something that was delayed for half a month. I find it hard to be heartbroken."

...The old monk Kujue risked leaving the monastery to save him. This act truly touched him, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of contacting Kujue first after escaping. But that was back in August...

"Has it really been that long" Jingli choked back sobs. "But I'm still so sad..."

Jiang Wang asked, "What is the thing that makes you saddest"

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Jing Li pouted again: “I don’t have a master anymore!”

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"Master Kua has left the mountain gate. Don't you recognize him anymore" Jiang Wang asked.

"Alright." Jingli blinked his eyes.

His tears washed his eyes clean, leaving a few shimmering remnants on his eyelashes.

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Look, he's a really pitiful little monk.

Jiang Wang sighed: "Then you still have a master, don't you"

Ching-Li frowned, thought for a moment, then suddenly relaxed and smiled. "That's right!"

Jiang Wang was quite exhausted, but seeing him smile, somehow she felt happy too.

"Can you get in touch with your master" he asked. "I have something to ask him."

“Yes! There’s a secret way to get in touch!” Jingli nodded vigorously.

Then he grabbed Jiang Wang's hand and said, "Little junior brother, come with me."

At this point, he seemed to have fully embraced the role of his senior brother, flying ahead and clearing a path through the wind.

Jiang Wang wanted to say that he didn't want to be called his junior brother, but he knew it wouldn't do any good, so he just kept quiet and followed him.

They quickly flew to a barren hill, where there was only an abandoned temple.

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Upon reaching the mountaintop, Jing Li beamed with delight and addressed his junior brother, "Junior Brother, we're going home!"

What's up

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This word is truly touching.

Looking at the dilapidated temple standing proudly against the wind on the mountain, Jiang Wang didn't know what to say.

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“This is Sanshan Mountain!” Jingli said, pulling Jiang Wang towards the dilapidated temple: “Come with me, brother.”

Jiang Wang looked around, but couldn't see where the "treasure" was on this small hill. Three treasures There wasn't even one treasure to be found.

Thinking about this, Jiang Wang was taken aback. Suddenly, he realized that Kuge, Jing Li, and himself made a total of three people. Could it be that these three were…

He grinned, and a shiver ran down my spine.

Shan Shi was very small, and after just a few glances, he was pulled into the dilapidated temple by Jing Li.

A tiny dilapidated temple, divided into two halls—front and rear.

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Jingli took him on a tour, both inside and out, introducing everything with great enthusiasm.

The front hall housed a wooden Buddha statue with a blurred face, devoid of any incense.

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The back hall had only a wooden plank bed, nothing else.

"Come, sit!" Jingli patted the wooden plank bed enthusiastically.

"Uh, no need," Jiang Wang said. "Let's contact Master Kujue first. He's...working very hard out there."

Jingli had always been very considerate of her master. Hearing this, she immediately stood up and gave Jiang Wang a quiet "hush" before whispering, "Don't make any noise."

Jiang Wang expressed doubt with his eyes.

Jing Li whispered, "He... is now away from... Hanging Temple. We... need to contact... him, quietly... and secretly..."

It's so sneaky!

Jiang Wang was speechless.

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You, with your shiny bald head, swaggered up to me and shouted, "Little brother, where can you hide"

If I hadn't stopped you back then, I'm afraid no one at Hanging Sky Temple would even know I came!

Jingli, however, didn't care about those things. After instructing his junior brother, he lifted the bed plank.

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Behind the bed frame, a circle of intricate runes was engraved. Once revealed, the phantom flickered, resembling both a dragon and an elephant.

Jing Li became serious, and in an instant, his Buddha-like appearance was dignified. He clasped his right hand into a Dharma seal, which emitted a brilliant light, then directly imprinted it onto

In the center of the circle of runes, a radiant glow shone like water, radiating ripples outwards.

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Is this what they call "covert communication"

Right under the bed

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Jiang Wang found that he was no longer easily surprised when facing Jingli.

In a way, hiding behind that dilapidated bed frame in this deserted temple on this barren mountain is indeed quite concealed.

Just as Jiang Wang was still quietly finding excuses for Jing Li, a voice suddenly rang out: "What's up"

The taste of bitterness!

Only the glow on the bed board had gathered into a mirror, reflecting the yellow-faced old monk's face within.

He seemed to be sitting on top of a mountain, with a tree beside him, looking very spirited. He said carelessly: "I'm looking for your younger brother! I'm very busy!"

After a moment's pause, he asked, "When I left the mountain gate, did that group of old bald donkeys give you any trouble"

Because of his angle, he didn't notice Jiang Wang beside him, only looking at his apprentice Jingli.

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Yet, Jiang Wang could see him. She could see the fatigue hidden in his brow.

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“Old…no.” Jingli said, “Little bald donkey has a few.”

"How dare you!" The yellow-faced old monk in the Bao Guang Yuan Jing glared with his eyes: "What have you done"

Jingli the monk smiled with a wide grin: “All wrapped up in sacks and beaten senseless!”

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"Good! You have a perceptive mind!" Ku Jue exclaimed loudly, "You truly are my good apprentice!"

Master Jingli first smiled, then pouted: “But didn't you say you didn't want me anymore”

“Foolish child, what nonsense are you talking about!” the yellow-faced old monk glared at him. “Let me ask you, in Shakong Temple, who is the most wise and martial, who is the most respected”

Jingli the monk hesitated, "Master"

"Be more confident and take the question out of your tone!" The yellow-faced old monk spat, "You only stated a fact!"

Jingli monk had completely forgotten about his junior brother at this point, only obediently responding with an "Oh."

The old monk with a yellow face sighed deeply, his face full of worry: "Alas, Master is so brilliant. If he doesn't leave, how will you compete for the position of Abbot in the future What can you compare to Master with You are inferior in every way! Do you understand"

Jing Li shook her head. "I don't quite understand."

"Silly child, Master is doing this all for you. In order to leave the position of next Abbot to you, Master had to retreat from the mountain gate. Of all the disciples, Master loves you the most. Remember Master's kindness, understand After you become the Abbot, be filial! As for relics like that, steal... concoct a few and give them to me!"

The old monk was being too much of a cheat to the young monk.

Jiang Wang really couldn't take it anymore. The most important thing was, this old man and child, the two bald heads were chatting so enthusiastically, when would they ever get to talking about him

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So he took the initiative to walk forward and said, "Can I have a few words with you"

The yellow-faced old monk in the precious light mirror froze.

Through this luminous mirror, he glanced at Jiang Wang here.

He blinked his eyes and looked again at Jiang Wang here.

Suddenly, he burst into a wide grin, revealing a yellow tooth still stained with bits of vegetables.

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