Mingshi Yin was sleeping again.
Lu Zhou frowned. What was his fourth disciple doing all day? He was about to scold, but his rationality stopped him. It would consume too much supreme mystic power to transmit his voice across such a distance. Moreover, he recalled Mingshi Yin's previous behavior and thought Mingshi Yin was probably cultivating the Bluewood Heart Technique.
He was about to cut off the power of sight when…
Woof! Woof! Woof!
The sound of Qiong Qi's urgent barking rang in his ears.
Swoosh!
Ming Shiyin rushed out of the vines and flew into the air.
Based on the surroundings, Lu Zhou could tell Mingshi Yin was in a Daoist temple. It looked unique and peaceful.
Mingshi Yin looked at Qiong Qi that was next to him and asked, "Did you sense someone?"
Woof! Woof! Woof!
