Xuan Jizi felt extremely frustrated!
Very frustrated!
Especially frustrated!
He was on the verge of dying from frustration!
There's no justice at all! What's wrong with me? Why does Small Thunder Temple reject me? I won't accept this!
"Alright, stop pulling a long face," Gao Fei consoled, "Once I fully comprehend the Immortal Buddha Finger, I'll teach it to you. I'm a man of honor; if there's any benefit, I'll definitely share it with you."
"Really?"
"Of course, it's true! When have I ever lied to you?"
"With your words, I'm relieved." Xuan Jizi grinned, instantly sweeping away his frustration.
After sorting things out with Xuan Jizi, Gao Fei turned his attention to the meditation cushion, "Could it really be as you said? I can't lift it because my cultivation is too low?"
"That's the most reasonable explanation," shrugged Xuan Jizi.
"So you're saying... I can't open the third wooden door today?"
"Definitely can't open it."
