Li Qingshan had the Dao Scripture of the Qinling Emperor in his mind, but he wasn't in a hurry to comprehend it.
He looked at Monk Wu'o, who was lying quietly on the tree leaves.
The monk fell asleep and met his Master in his dream to ask about Heaven.
Li Qingshan waited for him to wake up.
After sleeping for about an hour, the monk woke up. He sat up and said to Li Qingshan, "My Master said that if your cultivation level is too low, you shouldn't ask about matters concerning Heaven. You should improve your cultivation first."
Li Qingshan frowned. He could only suppress this doubt in his heart and stop thinking about it.
"Benefactor Li Qingshan, we have to part ways. Master asked me to leave the Prodigy Battlefield," Monk Wu'o said helplessly.
"Then let's part ways. There will always be farewells. See you next time." Li Qingshan waved goodbye.
