"Heh heh, what do you know?" Xingchen sneered. "With Changsheng Academy alone, making such a gamble is truly not worthwhile. We cannot challenge the bottom line of the Confucian cultivators now; we can only do our utmost to expand the influence of our Buddhist sect! Besides, it is not just this old monk and the others who have come to Changsheng Town this time. Chongyun Sect has also sent several literary masters! This old monk may not necessarily win for certain!"
"Ah? Changsheng Academy has sent several more literary masters?" Zen Master Mingyue was startled. Looking at Xingchen, he asked urgently, "Could some great event have occurred in Changsheng Town? Not only has it brought the Buddhist son of our sect in the Clearing Dust realm here, it has even alarmed the literary masters among the Confucian cultivators?"
"Mingfa, come here!" Xingchen did not answer Zen Master Mingyue's question. Instead, he waved Mingfa over before him.
After Mingfa sat down on the cushion before Xingchen, Xingchen extended a finger and placed it between Mingfa's brows. Only after the time it took to drink a cup of tea did he speak. "Mm, it seems that the so-called demon creature of the Hao family was merely a rabbit that had cultivated into a spirit. It truly amounted to nothing! But Mingfa, you did not wake up on your own. You must have taken some medicinal pill. With your cultivation, you could not have escaped safely from that rabbit's hands!"
"Ah? Then it was..." Zen Master Mingyue was greatly shocked. Looking at the equally stunned Mingfa, he said curiously, "Could the sun have risen in the west? Xiao Jian of Jiangchao Temple actually lent a hand to our Little Gold Temple?"
"If it was not Xiao Jian, then it must have been that