I Just Want to Quietly Lie Low as a Cultivator
Chapter 1145

[Paper-Folding Technique]

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The many bandits froze for a moment. When they came to their senses, none of them dared enter the temple to investigate.

One of the bandits immediately said, "Go get the three bosses!"

Prompted by him, someone hurried off to find the three bosses.

A short while later, the three bosses arrived in a rush. They were just as shocked to see a temple that had been built in less than a day!

Before they could ask anything, the bandits and craftsmen who had built the temple came forward, their faces filled with panic. "First Boss, Second Boss, Third Boss, we were digging the foundation just now when a sudden gust of wind blew up. We all closed our eyes to keep the dust from getting in them."

"Who would've thought that when the wind died down and we opened our eyes, we'd all been moved outside, and the temple had already been finished!"

"That's right, Three Bosses. Everyone saw it clearly... But what—what's going on?"

Seeing everyone staring at them in panic, the three bosses quickly recovered. The Second Boss hesitated, then said quietly, "Could it... be another Evil Spirit?"

The Third Boss immediately shook his head and said gravely, "Great Immortal Dangqing is here. What Evil Spirit would dare be so bold?"

The First Boss nodded slightly, then pointed at one of the bandits and ordered, "You, go in and take a look!"

The bandit's face turned deathly pale, but he didn't dare disobey the First Boss. Trembling, he could only reply, "Yes..."

He swallowed, steeled himself, and walked toward the temple.

"Creak."

The vermilion doors, fitted with beast-head knockers, swung open, revealing more of the carvings on the screen wall. The craftsmanship was exquisite, every detail lifelike. Great Immortal Dangqing's enormous form filled most of the wall.

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