Although Wrathful Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian had been an enemy, as the saying went, the dead deserved respect. After chanting a Buddhist prayer, Wuxin immediately found a secluded spot nearby and buried him. Even a Sword Immortal became nothing more than a mound of yellow earth after death.
"You still haven't returned to secular life." After burying Wrathful Sword Immortal, Shen Fei looked curiously at Wuxin, who still wore monk's robes and had a shaved head. It had been about half a year since they last met. By all rights, his hair should have grown back by now.
"Amitabha. This humble monk is now both Wuxin of Coldwater Temple and Ye Anshi, young sect master of Sky Beyond Heaven." Wuxin softly recited a Buddhist prayer.
"As long as you like it."
From Wuxin's words, Shen Fei could tell that he still missed his days at Coldwater Temple. Wuxin truly had the potential to become an enlightened monk. Saying that he would not harm even an ant while sweeping the floor might have been an exaggeration, but it was true that he had never killed anyone to this day.
Over the past half year, Wuxin had actually been reorganizing Sky Beyond Heaven. Quite a few people had attempted to assassinate him, but every time, Wuxin only wounded them and never killed them. Not only did he refrain from killing, he also had Purple-Clad Marquis and White-Haired Immortal avoid taking lives whenever possible.
"Long time no see, monk." Once his injuries had eased, Xiao Se smiled and greeted Wuxin. Wuxin's arrival at such a crucial moment had made Xiao Se genuinely happy.
"If I'd known your injuries had fully recovered, I wouldn't have needed to rush here so desperately."
Wuxin said it sincerely. Even though he possessed Iddhi Pada now, it was