The abbot of the Nation Protecting Temple led the entire courtyard out and told the young emperor something in detail.
The abbot frowned and put his palms together to chant the name of Buddha.
Then, he led the young man and the young girl to the back of the mountain.
Along the way, they went up a winding and rugged mountain road and brought the youth to a remote cave.
"This is Shenjing Cliff. The legendary place where the Son of Buddha meditates."
"Remnants of the Divine Decree."
"Gods often come here to remember the Arhat. If the gods show mercy, they might bestow divine power." The abbot sighed, shook his head, and left.
There were gusts of wind in the cliff. The raging wind only lasted for an instant before it cut off a Xu's face.
Yi Xu raised his head and looked deeply at the young girl who was sweating profusely. He could not hide his worry.
He glanced at Lu Huaijiang.
However, he did not dare to say anything.
