Chapter 524

The next day, He Zhao enjoyed the service of the two little monks with a perfectly clear conscience. There was no helping it—who told him to be this outstanding? As for Great Monk Beiqiawa, after He Zhao finished a large bowl of pale-yellow Clarified Butter, he stepped into the room right on time.

"Lord Solang." The scripture-reading monk pressed his palms together and bowed, giving a deeply respectful salute, perfectly proper in his manners. "Today, this old monk will take you to the Warrior Monk Institute to receive training related to the Iron Rod Monk."

"Leave us." The child, not yet eleven years old, waved at the two little monks. There were certain places where their status was not high enough, so they could not enter and exit at will.

Even if they followed behind him the whole way, they could only obediently stand outside the door and serve as the left and right door guardians of the Warrior Monk Institute. In that case, he might as well have the two of them stay behind and wait. It counted as a kind of rest.

"Let's go."

One old and one young slowly headed toward the territory of the dharma king He Zhao had picked up at Bufa Temple.

Before long, they arrived smoothly at their destination. Along the way, every Shami, Bhikshu, and monk they encountered stopped and saluted when they saw the pair. One was Beiqiawa, the other an Outstanding Disciple; their combination was second only to the Seat Master and the various Abbots of the Courtyard traveling out.

"Hmph!" "Ha!"

Before they even reached the door, the sounds of grunts and shouts came through it.

The scripture-reading monk stepped forward and pushed the door open. Dozens of burly, thick-waisted adult monks were practicing the *Great Vajra Yogini Forty-Six