Lanruo Temple (Second Update)

An illusion? A dream? With his seasoned experience in the martial world, Meng Qi could already be called an old hand. He did not let his shock and astonishment linger. His thoughts quickly returned to normal, and several guesses surfaced in his mind.

He remained outwardly impassive. The Golden Giant Buddha suppressed his Primordial Spirit, while the dharma image between his brows secretly formed the Heart of Origin Seal. One was the bane of every illusion and delusion beneath heaven, while the other was one of the sources of martial arts and techniques. With the two combined, even though Meng Qi had yet to truly master them, he was confident he could see through the unreality of every illusion and dream below the Dharma Body realm!

A shimmer of Glazed Golden Light gently rippled open in his eyes. The hazy veil over heaven and earth vanished with it, and everything became clear—but nothing had changed.

The white-clad swordsman crouched beside the square table and picked up the chopsticks. He merely felt that the mature and refined man in the blue-green robe exuded a trace of an ethereal, shifting Zen Intent, as though his mind were impossible to fathom. He became even more certain that the other man was an otherworldly expert. With that faintly weathered bearing, he ought to have frosted temples or a head full of silver hair!

Seeing that Meng Qi did not respond, a thought struck him, and he suddenly understood. He wiped the chopsticks on the front of his own clothes before respectfully offering them over, ingratiatingly saying, "Senior, they're clean now."

"Brother Chong? What are you doing?" The flowerlike young maiden could not understand her lover's actions at all and cried out.

How could a young hero who ought to stand tall beneath heaven act