Fairy bestows immortality

People like Ding Qian'er, as well as that black-clad woman with a murderous aura from before, who might even be a cultivator from a first-rate power.

Xiangwu then reminded him, "Young friend Su, you should also be careful. The people of the Possa Sect are all ruthless. If they find out that you have a stone carving, you will be in danger."

Su Yun subconsciously said, "Are the Buddhists ruthless?"

Xiangwu smiled and said, "Young friend Su really doesn't understand."

“The different sects of Buddhism have different beliefs. Some are compassionate, some are dedicated to saving all living beings, some practice Mahayana Buddhism, and some are indifferent to all living beings.”

"And some, like the Saha Sect, are primarily focused on the path of killing! Not to mention that they are more kind-hearted than ordinary monks, they have a heavier karma of killing than ordinary cultivators!"

The Saha Gate! The Path of Slaughter is Paramount!

After Xiangwu finished speaking, he drank a cup of spiritual tea.

Su Yun listened with some surprise, as he truly did not know the intricacies of the matter.

"So that's what happened."

"okay, I get it."

He nodded thoughtfully.

Next, I continued my conversation with Xiangwu for a few more minutes.

By chance, looking down through the window, I saw a monk dressed in dark red robes.

"They're not monks from Dayan Temple, are they?"

He glanced at it again.

The monks of Dayan Temple mostly wore white or gray robes.

Those of high status wore robes in colors such as red and yellow.

The monk walking on the black market was wearing a dark red robe he had never seen before, and his expression was rather cold.

Across from him, Xiangwu casually asked, "Who?"

As he spoke, he sipped his spiritual tea and followed Su Yun's gaze downwards.

Upon seeing the monk in his dark red robes, he froze, coughing involuntarily.

"Cough cough!"

"how?"

Su Yun turned to look at him. Why such a strong reaction?

Xiangwu put down his teacup and said in a low voice, "This person is a monk from the Possa Sect. He is at the fifth level of the Qi Sea realm and is very strong. He has been keeping an eye on me."

"He and his other senior brothers are also near Mingyuan Ancient City!"

"Is that him?"

Su Yun couldn't help but glance down again.

This person's demeanor is indeed extraordinary.

Although they were about a hundred meters apart, it was clear that this person was extraordinary, far beyond what an ordinary fifth-level Qi Sea cultivator could achieve.

"Why did this guy follow me here? Could he have tracked me down?"

Xiangwu's expression became somewhat unnatural.

Su Yun raised an eyebrow and asked, "He's tracking you to get your stone carving?"

Xiangwu nodded, but then stood up and said, "Young friend Su, I won't stay any longer, I'll be leaving now."

"If you receive anything else later, please contact me again."

Without waiting for Su Yun's reply, he got up and left.

Su Yun raised an eyebrow.

Last time at the restaurant, I had to leave early because of danger; this time it was him.

He smiled and shook his head, then drank two more cups of spiritual tea, unconsciously glancing at the monk in the dark red robe a few more times.

However, just a few seconds later, the monk seemed to notice something, and slowly raised his head to look at him.

"Ok?"

Su Yun was slightly surprised. To be able to sense it from such a distance, it seemed that this person's spiritual perception was not simple.

No wonder they collect stone carvings; they may have already mastered the introductory chapter of the Spirit Nourishing Technique!

However, he didn't care, because what he cultivated was enhanced by the Dao Source, far superior to ordinary spirit-nourishing techniques.

On the black market, the monks below stared at Su Yun for a moment.

Su Yun didn't look away in embarrassment, as that would have seemed unnatural, like someone with a guilty conscience. Instead, she nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Then, he looked away.

Since Xiangwu has already left, there's no point in him staying here any longer.

After finishing the spiritual tea in the teapot, he got up, went downstairs, and left Cangyang Pavilion.

However, to his surprise, just as he stepped out of Cangyang Pavilion and had not gone more than a few dozen meters, the monk in the dark red robe from before walked up to him.

This man looked to be about thirty years old, with a stern and murderous aura between his brows, a stark contrast to the demeanor of the monks at Dayan Temple.