What Qin Jiuge was doing was naturally also for Zen Master Fahai's own good.
When Fahai opened his eyes again and looked toward Qin Jiuge once more, the gratitude in his eyes was naturally far greater than before, and could be considered utterly sincere.
Fahai's expression turned slightly solemn. Qin Jiuge said nothing. In the laughter of the two men, everything was understood without words.
Afterward, the two of them continued down the mountain.
At this moment.
The two of them were getting along harmoniously.
But those powerful cultivations and vast auras the two had displayed just now—whether one said it or not—had frightened the two snake demons badly.
"Sister, sister."
The two snake demons had not yet taken human form, but they were indeed close.
With Fahai's string of Buddhist prayer beads, they could naturally increase their cultivation as quickly as possible.
And with one of them possessing nearly a thousand years of cultivation, and the other nearly five hundred years, it absolutely could not be considered low.
So as members of the Demon Race, reaching the step of transformation could be considered only reasonable and expected.
Lingering fear and alarm showed on Xiao Qing's face.
She spoke softly in reply, "Sister, that monk just now, and that cultivator, were no ordinary people.
It felt as if they could kill us outright with a single glance.
Sister, are they the great human powers you mentioned before?
If it really won't do, let's not go to the mortal world after all. Let's just obediently stay in our Purple Bamboo Forest. That's actually quite nice too."
Although Xiao Qing still carried a beast's nature now, precisely because it was a beast's nature, the strong preyed on the weak, and that was why she was so terribly afraid.
The weak excited her,