It is precisely because of the magic of Tianyin Temple that after the overlord of the Red Blood Star Feng Tianyi took office, the entire Red Star City was bloodyly cleaned, especially everything related to the Yuchi clan, and the only thing that was left Tianyin Temple was spared.

Perhaps it is not just because Tianyin Temple is neutral and has no dispute with the world. After all, people like the Blood Emperor will not let go of the soft and bullied little white rabbit.

The Blood Emperor did not move Tianyin Temple, and the people from the Blood Spirit Sect did not move Tianyin Temple, so I was afraid that they were afraid of something.

...

Feng Xingying also wanted to see if she could understand the so-called Buddha treasure. Unfortunately, after walking around, she had no idea at all. She knew that she was not destined to do so, and she no longer forced her to go to see the abbot of the presidency with the monk.

Although Master Yuanmi was willing to see Feng Xingying, he did not see him.

Because there is a layer of screen between them, only sounds can be heard, but no one can be seen.

If it is an ordinary screen, it cannot stop Feng Xingying's exploration power at all. However, this screen blesses a very strong Buddhist teaching. Even Feng Xingying cannot see through it, let alone see the true face of Master Yuanmi.

She could only tell through her voice that Master Yuanmi was an elderly man. Even Feng Xingying was not sure about his gender.

Because the other party's voice seemed to have been damaged, his voice was hoarse and obscure, and it was difficult to distinguish between male and female.

"Where is the little donor from?" the abbot asked Feng Xingying first.

"Luo Futian."

"The little donor is good at medical treatment?"

"A little bit of a thing."

"Did the little donor taste my last few dishes? How did you feel?"

"Mother's love." Feng Xingying answered truthfully: "The last few dishes of the master may be delicious to others, but for Wei Cheng, it is a deep memory.

Because my deceased mother was also good at making medicinal foods during her lifetime.”

"Your mother can feel filial piety in your heart." Master Yuanmi comforted Feng Xingying and said:

"So the little donor is here today to discuss the medicinal food?"

"No." Feng Xingying shook his head: "My medicinal food is learned from my deceased mother. I am not proficient in it myself, so I dare not show any ugliness in front of the master."

Master Yuanmi did not answer, Feng Xingying continued:

"We heard that Master Yuanmi, Tianyin Temple, was profound in Buddhism and could know the past and future. He came here today just to find an answer. Is the person who left this blood alive or death?"

After Feng Xingying said that, he put a small translucent crystal bottle on the table.

Through the translucent crystal bottle, you can also see two drops of bright red crystal liquid inside, which makes the bottle emit a red light.

A ball of starry light surrounded it, rolling the bottle into the screen.

Feng Xingying couldn't see the situation behind the screen, but she smelled the familiar smell.

Obviously the other party had opened the bottle stopper, and the smell of Ye Nian Shen's blood spread throughout the room.

Master Yuanmi waved his hand again, and a barrier enveloped the entire Zen room to prevent the breath from dissipating.

Feng Xingying was also stunned for a moment. She made a mistake this time. She was so anxious to know Ye Nian's situation that she forgot that this was Chixing City. If the Blood Emperor felt this wisp of breath, she still didn't know how much trouble she caused.

Thanks to Master Yuanmi’s thoughtful thinking, he set up a barrier in time.

However, Feng Xingying also regretted it at this time. Has it really been the memory loss that affected her experience in dealing with things?

If this Master Yuanmi had some evil thoughts at this time, coveted the blood of the divine that she gave, and kept her here forever, with a barrier blocking her, she seemed to have no way to ask for help.

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Chapter completed!