"Ah Shui, why did you make this thing for me?"
Zhou Xuan circled around the Lotus Throne a few times, not understanding Black Water's intentions.
This time, Black Water was also being proud, not responding or acknowledging Zhou Xuan's teasing. Miss Qiang advised, "The God of Black Water naturally has his thoughts, it should be very useful."
"I feel its greatest use is to have Bai Gu Monk recite the Heart Sutra for me, to dispel my inner restlessness."
Zhou Xuan shook his head, entering the City God Taoist Temple.
Inside the temple, the soul of the Great Elder Li Jiumu had already been through interrogation.
The eyes in the City God Taoist Temple carried out interrogations, relying on invisible gazes, as firm as iron whips, lashing directly at the soul's will, something Li Jiumu couldn't withstand.
At this moment, he was huddled and trembling in a corner inside the temple.
"Great Elder, how was the taste of the interrogation?"
