Crossing tens of thousands of miles of maritime borders, anything could happen. There were dragon tribes in the sea, not to mention the remnants of ancient species. Even for him now, he would not choose to cross the sea lightly, even if he had a flying boat to ride, but the flying boat was not foolproof.
"Is that all?"
The old monk obviously didn't believe that one would take such a big risk just to hone their Zen Heart?
What? Was the vast expanse of the West Xi Lan Continent not enough for you, a small monk, to hone your Zen Heart? You had to cross the sea, run so far. If there's no plot, why risk it?
"Monks don't lie!"
The Heavenly Dragon monk looked at the old monk in front of him calmly. The fellow Taoist in front of him didn't believe that he had come to this continent just to hone his Zen Heart. Instead, he felt that he had some plot.
