The endless sea in the west, Dabei Temple.

The door was opened and Shanhui walked out slowly.

His legs were intact, and the aura lingering around him was even stronger than before the injury.

The disciples waiting outside the house gathered around him excitedly.

"Abbott, are you okay?"

Shanhui clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha, thanks to Uncle Ci'en, the injury has been completely healed."

It turned out that his injury had already damaged his roots.

It is absolutely impossible to recover without a few years of good care.

However, Ci En did not hesitate to sacrifice his own skills and fed him precious elixirs. Shan Hui's injuries were healed in a short time, and instead of retreating, his cultivation improved.

Shanhui turned his head and looked at Ci'en who followed him out of the house, his face full of gratitude: "Uncle Ci'en, thank you for saving your life. It's just that your injuries are more serious."

Ci En smiled gently and shook his head, then a sad look appeared on his face, "Amitabha, it was Lao Na who was incompetent and failed to save senior brother's life. Shanhui, you are senior brother's most proud disciple and the backbone of Dabei Temple today. No matter what, Lao Na

We can’t just let it go.”

"I hope you can one day kill your enemies and avenge my brother and the monks who died in vain at Dabei Temple."

Shan Hui had tears in her eyes and nodded heavily.

There was a look of deep-seated hatred on his resolute face, "Luo Yunxiao! Fentian! I will make them pay with blood!! Uncle Master, let's go find Luo Yunxiao now and avenge Master!!"

Ci En coughed twice, and her originally pale complexion seemed to have turned two points paler again.

When he lowered his hand, everyone discovered that there was blood on his hand.

"Master Ci En——!!"

"Uncle Master——!!"

Ci'en waved his hand, showed a weak but kind smile, and said hoarsely: "Don't panic, I was just treating senior brother and Shanhui. I lost too much cultivation, and I was injured by the dark energy left by Luo Yunxiao... It's nothing.

It's a serious problem and can be cured as long as you rest for a while."

As he said that, he looked at Shanhui guiltily: "Uncle Master is useless. I can't accompany you to defeat the evil demon for the time being."

Shanhui said quickly: "Uncle, please don't say that. It's all me that's dragging you down! You don't have to follow me to defeat the evil spirit. When I join the three junior brothers, it will be enough for the two of us! I'm sure

I want to kill all the demons and monsters in Fentian without any body parts!!"

Ci En was helped by the little novice monk beside him to sit down.

His eyes scanned the surroundings.

I saw that the Dabei Temple, which was originally in ruins and in ruins, has become much neater after a period of renovation.

But compared with the original solemnity and majesty, there is always an indelible sense of depression.

Even in Mercy City, the atmosphere has completely changed now.

In the past, the people in Mercy City were proud and proud, but now they are panic-stricken, and many people have discussed moving to the Extreme Region to settle down.

Ci'en coughed lightly again and said slowly: "Shanhui, my uncle has something to say. I wonder if you are willing to listen to it."

"Uncle, please tell me!"

Ci En took a sip of the tea handed by the young novice monk, then lowered his voice slightly and said, "Shan Hui, do you know how many genius treasures are needed to use the resurrecting lamp, and where are these genius treasures?"

Shanhui was stunned.

Of course he knows how many genius treasures it takes to use the Resurrection Lamp.
Chapter completed!