The Black Bear Spirit was initially stunned, then swallowed secretly, and decisively followed the leader, turning around and leaving Jinshan Temple.
The monks of Jinshan Temple did not pursue them, nor did they dare to.
The eyes of the Abbot and others were all gazing towards the ancestral grounds, filled with intense pleading.
But unfortunately, that place returned to calmness.
No presence appeared in the world.
"This..."
The elders exchanged glances, their eyes filled with unwillingness.
"Is there no foundation willing to appear?"
"Then how should we resolve today's enmity of Jinshan Temple?"
"The eight hundred-year-old Leifeng Pagoda was just knocked down like that? The Golden Body of Ancestor Fa Hai was also stolen by thieves, is that... what we're going to tolerate?"
Everyone's faces were full of anger and unwillingness.
In those days, while Ancestor Fa Hai was alive, his hands pushed across the world, who dared not respect Jinshan Temple?
"Alas..."
