The Fan Yin Temple delegation was advancing on the official road of Qixia Mountain.
The sun was setting.
A golden light array with Light Fire Talismans rose up on all sides of the convoy.
True Master Jun Shan sat on top of the last carriage, inside a Golden Light Array, along with a tall monk who was presiding.
Surrounding the tall monk, who was meditating with closed eyes, were the sounds of Fan Yin (Buddhist chanting) while the Ming Sha Treasure Staff lay horizontally before him with ancient golden scriptures revolving around him.
...
The child in a Daoist robe rested his chin on one hand, his temples flying, and spoke with a puzzled expression: "Bald donkey, it's been so quiet in this kid's carriage for so long, and you're not worried at all?"
"There's nothing to worry about."
Miao Zhen said indifferently, "The opponent is merely at the Cave Heaven Realm, even if he has some Evil Techniques from heretic paths, could he really kill without making a sound?"
"Indeed."
