He was truly traveling day and night!
After several sunrises and sunsets, Fan Wu and his companions, three people and one ox, had already covered half the distance.
It must be said.
The healing ointment from Hanling Temple seemed to be quite effective, and Monk Zhi Kong's injuries were already mostly healed. However, there were still a few bones with faint fractures in his body, forcing him to rely on crutches for a while.
Monk Zhi Kong's endurance was also remarkably resilient; he hadn't cried out in pain or complained of fatigue throughout the journey.
Perhaps he truly took these days of hardship as a form of cultivation sent by Buddha.
Although Yun Jiuqing looked utterly exhausted,
if asked to keep moving, she would grit her teeth and have no issues continuing the journey.
After all, she was a cultivator.
Her physical fitness was certainly not bad.
On this particular day,
