Xu Jing placed the prayer beads carefully on his right palm before covering it with his left palm. He said, "Thank you, Benefactor Ji."
With these Buddhist prayer beads, Xu Jing's strength and cultivation base would greatly improve so long as he cultivated well. When the time came, restoring the glory of the Heaven Choice Temple would no longer be a mere pipe dream.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard indifferently as he observed the situation at the foot of the mountain.
With the Buddhist prayer beads in his hands, Xu Jing's aura seemed to have changed. "Regain formation."
"Understood."
Xu Jing wore the Buddhist prayer beads around his neck. When his Primal Qi surged, the Buddhist prayer beads sensed the influx of Primal Qi and shone faintly. A golden light shot out.
"Bright Mirror."
The disciples behind Xu Jing chanted the sutra along with him. They sounded louder than before.
