Chapter 570 - Fangzheng Gets Thrown Into The Crossfire For No Reason (1/2)

Chapter 570: Fangzheng Gets Thrown Into The Crossfire For No Reason

Translator: CKtalon <i class="_hr">Editor: CKtalon

Therefore Fangzheng joined Jiang Zhou As he looked at the carefree Jiang Zhou beside hiWhy a thereturned to Mt One Finger As for Lone Wolf, Red Boy, Squirrel, and Monkey, they wanted to continue enjoying the did not stop them and allowed theer Monastery alone and walked into the monastery, he sat beneath the bodhi tree and looked up at it The atently caressed the bodhi tree, he whispered, “It’s said that life is like a dream The past year has really been like a dream for This Penniless Monk If you weren’t the same as always, This Penniless Monk would really want to pinch himself to see if he was in a drea root on Mt One Finger Now that you revived, This Penniless Monk wishes to see more miracles happen to you Amitabha”

Unfortunately, the bodhi tree was still a bodhi tree This world was not suited for cultivation, so there were no dehosts, orto Fangzheng Fangzheng was only airing his emotions, so with a shake of his head, he walked into the tean reciting his scriptures

This was the first ti was the only one in One Finger Monastery It was also the first ti recited the scriptures, a discernible breeze blew through the yard and rustled the bodhi tree’s leaves It also blew past his ears, bringing hirance…

As Fangzheng’sAll he had on his mind were the scriptures and the way of life, and he was removed from himself and all ways of form Simultaneously, what he did on a typical day was replayed in his mind His every action was co beca’s heart throbbed Was this hi his true self?

Yet precisely because he had this sudden palpitating thought, he woke up froet the saain because…

“Get over here!” An angry bellow could be heard fro lad to the monastery’s entrance He had a head of white hair, and his skin was sallow He wore a dark blue shi+rt, trousers with a cae pattern, and a pair of rain boots that were caked in mud

The man was furious, but deep in his eyes, it was rather a sense of exasperation that could be discerned

Fangzheng walked out when he heard that Finally, he saw the boy behind the man The boy was rather thin and not very tall His hair was dyed an inconspicuous yellow, and his eyes were filled with stubbornness and displeasure He was struggling with all his strength, atterasp

“A went forward and said

“Venerable Fangzheng, we are here for you” When the , his expression relaxed a little

Fangzheng carefully sized up the man and found hies, but Fangzheng couldn’t re this old! Why would a man in his thirties look like he was in his fifties?