Jing Xuan's face darkened as he said coldly, "You insist on going, fine, but I must warn you there is a monstrous guardian beneath the Bodhi Tree, a ruthless killer that cannot be subdued by anyone outside the Buddhist sect. I hope you heed this warning."
Unfazed, Fang Zhixing turned a deaf ear, leapt onto Xigou's back, and bolted away.
Lian Quan and his two companions hurried to follow.
Seeing this, the monks exchanged glances, their mood gradually turning to anger.
Xuanming shouted in anger, "Master, we mustn't let An Baopu steal the Bodhi Fruit."
Jing Xuan waved his hand and said, "What's the hurry, the Bodhi Fruit isn't so easily seized, but I actually hope he manages to take it. Once he comes out, I will make him hand it over willingly."
The monks suddenly realized and could not help but admire the wisdom of Abbot Jing Xuan.
Who wouldn't want to gain without any effort!
Before long, a man and a dog reached the designated location.
Looking up!
