resulting in a downpour of unimaginable scale. As if the Milky Way had been spilled across the heavens, an endless deluge crashed upon the earth.Amidst a deafening roar, buildings were reduced to rub...Chapter 1326: The Old Monk Reaches Enlightenment

This Buddhist chant brought a profound look to Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi's expressions.

As expected, Zhao Xuanji had already made all the arrangements.

And they weren't consulted.

Such examples, in the past, have never happened.

Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi looked at each other, simultaneously sensing the shift in the atmosphere between the three of them. It was clear that things had changed, and there was no going back to how they once were.

Fu Yuzhi turned her head to look around, but she saw that the room connected to the balcony where they were standing was empty.

"There."

Zhang Biwu softly called out, and Fu Yuzhi quickly followed the sound. However, they saw at the end of the street below their wine shop, an elderly monk clad in saffron robes walking steadily towards the wine shop.

The direct visual distance between them was at least a couple hundred meters, not to mention one being upstairs and the other downstairs.

At such a distance, ordinary people would have to shout at the top of their lungs just to hear a faint sound. But the old monk’s words from just now seemed to be whispered right into their ears.

"These folk eccentrics really do have some abilities," Fu Yuzhi said calmly.

Because of some experiences in his youth, he has always disliked these martial artists. Moreover, as a high-ranking official of the imperial court and currently the governor of the Ministry of Civil Appointments, one of the most powerful figures in the court, he looked down even more on these so-called martial arts masters.

Hearing this, Zhang Biwu merely smiled faintly. Just as he was about to speak, a sudden knock on the door broke the silence.

Zhang Biwu was taken aback and subconsciously looked down, but where could he still see the figure of the old monk with the Dharma name Jue'an from before

Come in.

Zhao Xuanji spoke faintly.

With a creak, the door swung open. The monk Jue'an, who had been a hundred meters away from the restaurant downstairs just a moment ago, now stood at the doorway. With a kind smile and gentle eyes, he bowed slightly and said, "Amitabha Buddha, this old monk Jue'an has met Lord Zhao, Lord Fu, and Lord Zhang."

"Master, please feel free to speak," Zhao Xuanji said.

Then Jue'an walked onto the balcony and, after waiting for Zhao Xuanji's signal, bowed respectfully to Yu Zhi and Zhang Biwu before taking his seat.

"Please, master, have some tea."

Zhao Xuance treated Jue'an with great kindness. He personally poured a cup of tea for Jue'an and, after handing it over, gestured with his hand, saying with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Lord Zhao," Jue An clasped his hands together and said. After finishing, he took the teacup with both hands and sipped it quietly.

Only then did Zhang Biwu have the opportunity to take a good look at Jue An.

Jue'an stood tall and strong, clad in saffron robes. His expression was kind and benevolent, but what was most striking was his pair of eyebrows – long and snow-white, extending all the way to his ears.

It seems that I'm getting a bit of enlightenment.

Zhang Biwu asked, "Master, how old are you"

Awakening put down his teacup and replied in a gentle voice, “This old monk was born in the second year of the Taiwu era. Now, I am eighty-three years old.”

"The second year of Taimu!"

Zhang Biwu exclaimed, "I see that Master's gait is vigorous, his thoughts are clear, and his speech is articulate. I privately thought that Master's age would not exceed seventy, but I was mistaken to find out he is already a man of great age, I am deeply disrespectful."

Jue'an replied, "The Buddhist school emphasizes self-cultivation and nourishing one's nature. Many methods also have the effect of prolonging life. In addition, they eat vegetarian food all year round, which is lighter and without meat, so they live longer." on Mount Tianshan. She walked barefoot, hovering slightly above the ground, her face veiled in a light gauze. Yet even just the glimpse of her eyebrows and eyes was enough to be breathtakingly beaut...