Chapter 1089

"Who's to say otherwise?"

Soon, the old monk fulfilled his wish and met the group of Buddhist powerhouses he had been longing for.

After entering, not only did this fellow fail to notice any problems, but he also put his palms together with an excited expression and said.

"Amitabha, this poor monk, Zhizhang, greets all you eminent monks."

Hmm???

Upon hearing this, the Buddhist saints in the same cell were equally confused. Who is this guy?

However, out of consideration for being fellow Buddhist disciples, everyone still returned the greeting.

"Amitabha."

"You eminent monks are truly worthy of being saints of our Buddhist sect. To be able to create such a Buddhist holy land in the Eastern Continent, and to practice so diligently in such a humble cave dwelling, you are truly role models for this little monk."

Afterwards, Master Zhizhang chatted excitedly with everyone, but the more the Buddhist saints listened to him, the stranger they felt. What the hell is this guy talking about?

What Buddhist holy land? And, looking at the surrounding environment, you call this a cave dwelling?

Is this guy a fool?

Looking at Master Zhizhang with complex expressions, eventually, after some exchange, Master Zhizhang gradually came to his senses.

Then his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he sat alone in a corner.

Damn it, this isn't a Buddhist holy land, and these Buddhist eminent monks were all captured by the Dao Yi Sect. Now he has become a prisoner too? And the kind who delivered himself to the door.

Moreover, the Buddhist sect is currently at war with the Dao Yi Sect.

Master Zhizhang only felt his head buzzing; he needed some time to calm down.

Master Zhizhang's affair was just a small interlude. At this very moment, on the boundary sea between the Central Continent and the Eastern Continent, a spatial spirit boat was shuttling rapidly.

On the deck, Xiao Hanyi was still dressed in white like snow, staring expressionlessly ahead.

She felt like a snow lotus on a high mountain, cold and lonely.

At this time, the middle-aged man traveling with her happened to walk out of the cabin, holding a wine pot in his hand. His face was flushed, clearly having drunk quite a bit of wine, and without using spiritual power to neutralize it; it seemed he was also a lover of wine.

Looking at Xiao Hanyi, who had been standing motionless for several hours, the middle-aged man joked and laughed.

"Worried about that Dao Yi Sect Master again?"

It was a pity there was no answer. Regarding this, the middle-aged man seemed to have gotten used to it; this iceberg was just like that.

Lazily leaning against the railing, the middle-aged man continued.

"Don't worry, at our speed, we will arrive tomorrow. Even if the Buddhist sect is stronger than the Dao Yi Sect, it's impossible to decide the outcome so quickly."

This time, Xiao Hanyi finally had some reaction. She turned her head to look at the middle-aged man, then said coldly.

"My business has nothing to do with you."

"I know, I know, but I really didn't expect that with your personality, you would actually like..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a sword light flashed. Several strands of the middle-aged man's hair were instantly cut off, and a bloodstain appeared on his face, scaring him into raising his hands in a gesture of surrender.

And Xiao Hanyi was looking at him coldly.

"Fine, fine, fine, I won't say it, I won't say it, okay?"

Facing Xiao Hanyi's gaze, the middle-aged man laughed sheepishly. Seriously, just liking someone, what's there to be embarrassed about?