But he also knew that it would be definitely not a wise choice to fight the demon soldiers directly now. Therefore, weighing the pros and cons, letting the demon soldiers not continue to hurt ordinary people for the time being is the best compromise, but this still makes Wu De feel very guilty!

On Qingling Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist in Sichuan, there is a Wuyuan Temple.

I don’t know when this Wuyuan Temple has existed, and no one knows it. Even the oldest monk in the temple can’t know.

The incense in Wuyuan Temple is very prosperous, which is one of the reasons why Wuyuan Temple can remain prosperous for so many years.

"Little Master, are you saying true?"

There are many good men and women nowadays. With the changes of the times, the temple also allows women to enter. At this moment, at the Wuyuan Temple, a young monk of eighteen or nineteen years old was touching the hand of the young and beautiful female pilgrim opposite him, looking like a magistrate monk.

If an experienced old pilgrim will definitely be confused when he sees this scene, the monk explains when he needs to touch someone's hand? Isn't this a Taoist priest's thing to look at palmistry?

Seeing the female pilgrim opposite him with an excited and shy look on her face, a trace of cunning flashed in the eyes of the eighteen or nineteen-year-old monk, but it flashed away. He coughed lightly and said seriously: "This female donor, don't you believe me? Although I am not old, my backup of the monk in Wuyuan Temple is not low. If you don't believe me, you can ask the old monk beside me." As he said that, the young monk pointed at the old monk standing beside me with a puzzled look and said with a hint of laughter and embarrassed look on his face.

"My little master, it's not that I don't believe in your magic power, but I'm just too excited. Can I really meet my true destiny?"

Hearing this, Wuxin couldn't help rolling his eyes and thought to himself, Amitabha, why are the female donors now thinking about these things? What a bullshit true emperor? Isn't this master good? Alas, I really have too little eyesight.

Although I was very unhappy with the girl's eyesight, it was also very happy that Wuxin was able to touch a woman's little hand.

"Haha, don't worry, this female donor, I have been professionally trained in this regard, and I will never solve the problem!" Wu Xin said seriously, but the thief's eyes were staring at the girl's plump chest.

Tsk, it's so big. The old bald donkey of the master is really unkind and bullied me ignorant. He told me since I was a child what kind of beast the woman was. The two pieces of meat on my chest were the nemesis of a special man. Humph, how could he know that this master had already secretly bought a golden bottle of plum blossoms with his senior brother when he was eight years old?

The girl seemed to feel Wuxin's gaze, her heart trembled, and her face suddenly turned red. Although she knew that the man in front of her was a monk, she still couldn't help but feel shy. She quickly pulled her hand back and said with a blushing face: "Thank you, my parents are still waiting for me, I, I'll leave first." After that, she left as if she had not waited for Wuxin to come back to her senses.
Chapter completed!