He had almost forgotten that this place was a temple. In a sense, it could be considered a kind of temple.
Anything he said here could be sensed by the nine Heavens.
He was a God King, yet he claimed to be a mortal. How could the heavens not be shaken?
This scene.
It scared the monks.
How could a Thunderbolt suddenly fall from the blue sky in broad daylight?
The only explanation was ...
Xia qingchen was definitely no ordinary person!
He really was a Saint.
"We mortals pay our respects to the sage!" Cloud Buddha and the others knelt down.
Xia qingchen was a little speechless.
Glancing at the sky, Xia qingchen stopped and sighed helplessly. "Don't tell anyone about today's matter."
"I will obey the Sage's decree." Cloud Buddha and the rest agreed, and no one dared to be disrespectful.
Xia qingchen spoke. you can all disperse. Cloud Buddha, do your best to recuperate and prepare to head to the hidden wind temple.
"Yes!"
