"Who did you meet in the royal city?"

"A Master of the Privy Council."

"Do you know what they talked about?" the monk continued.

"I don't know this." The man smiled and spread his hands.

"Thank you, donor." The monk stood up and was about to leave.

"The master came from afar, so it's not too late to have a vegetarian meal here before leaving."

"Thank you for your kindness to the donor. The monk has other things to do. Goodbye." The monk stood up and said goodbye.

The man sent him out of the house and only entered the house after seeing him leaving.

"Sir, where is this monk's origin?" A bearded man walked out of the inner room and asked in a low voice.

"Monks from the Western Regions."

"But are you here to preach the scriptures in my northern border?"

"No, it's for power and interests."

"Mns don't recite scriptures well, but they are full of secular power struggles. Is this the idea of ​​fighting our northern border?"

"It should be that I want to intervene in the battle against the throne."

"These monks in the Western Regions may have been suppressed by the Great Jin a few years ago. Seeing the Great Jin agitation in the wind and rain, I wanted to take the opportunity to vent all the cowardly anger I suffered in the past few years." The man looked up at the distant sky as he spoke.

In the corner not far away, Wusheng had already heard the conversation between them clearly.

"Are the monks from the Western Regions, Da Guangming Temple?"

Wusheng walked around the city again, and it had already penetrated into the northern border, so most of the people were from the northern border, and he could see a few Western Regions people.

"Mr. Li, please come here!"

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a man in a cloak entering a courtyard surrounded by several people.

The aura emitted from the man surprised Wusheng, which was a little familiar.

"It's like the practice method of Taicang Academy?"

Those who are in the great places to accept disciples are rigorous and strict, and the methods of practice will not be passed on. Therefore, it is indeed a bit surprising to see such a person in this northern border.

Wusheng raised his hand and pointed, the void was turbulent, as if there were ripples. A gust of wind blew, and the hood covered by the man in a cloak suddenly blew down, revealing his face with a mask.

He actually looks like a native of the Jin Dynasty.

The man looked around quickly, his eyes very alert.

"What are you afraid of? Are you a ghost in your heart?"

Wusheng was not continuing to investigate the person's origin and identity. He was not a secret spy like Wu Yingwei. He walked around the city and watched with his Dharma eyes to confirm that there were no great monks or powerful formations in the city. That's all.

He stayed in this city and did not leave. This was the place where he and Wudou had agreed to meet in advance.

At night, the whole city was quiet.

What made him feel a little relieved was that when he met again, Monk Wudou had already changed into a dress to hide his identity.

"What's wrong with the senior brother all the way?"

"No, those two people treated me sincerely and did not do anything unusual."

"That's good."

Wusheng stayed here for a while, and discussed with the monk Wudou to meet tomorrow and left the city with "Shenzu Power".

Under the night, the northern border is even more magnificent and desolate. The wind at night is blowing violently, and it is so cold.

No birth is in the vast field and sit cross-legged in practice,

The bright moon hangs high above the head, and the sky is hanging in a row; the earth beneath the body is vast and endless.

The sky is the quilt, and the earth is the bed.
Chapter completed!